Метелица [Metelica] [English translation]

The snow flakes are falling down,

Sweeping the dreams in the black sky.

Snowstorm, like a girl, will make a bed of snow,

Will shadow the night with its hand,

And will blow (like snow) a verse

Onto the keys (of a musical instrument) of my soul

A verse about the North, about winter and about you.

It (snowstorm) had set my head spinning.

There are no roads, only planes (of land)

And frost is drawing pictures (there).

Snowstorm, like a girl, will make a bed of snow,

Will shadow the night with its hand,

And will blow (like snow) a verse

Onto the keys (of a musical instrument) of my soul

A verse about the North, about winter and about you.

It (snowstorm) had set my head spinning.

In the dancing of the wind and in white snow piles

The stars, as if of different colors,

Were falling onto the keys (of a musical instrument) of my soul,

The snowstorm will set my head reeling about you,

Will make a bed of snow, like a girl,

Will shadow the night with its hand,

And will blow (like snow) a verse,

It's an answer for me

An answer for me

An answer...

• Artist:Jenia Lubich