Snowfall/Снегопад
Photos and videos to come...In the meanwhile, enjoy!
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Ничего себе--это самое большое количество снега, выпавшего в раионе Вашингтона за последние 126 лет--на несколько дюймов больше, чем выпало 10 лет назад. Фото и видео будет потом, а пока вот классика :)
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Translation of lyrics:
I've not had time yet to drink in my autumn,
And the snowfall already is waiting for me by the gate,
It is covering my hopes with snow, just like it is doing to the roads,
And threatens to completely blanket the sky above me with snow.
Refrain:
Snowfall, snowfall, don't toss snow onto my braids,
Don't knock on my door,
Don't spin around at my gate!
Snowfall, snowfall, if a woman asks,
Don't hurry her Indian Summer along!
Snowfall, don't hurry, I'm not ready yet!
You've not yet had time to trouble my soul;
The untwisted pain of the swan's song
I want to dedicate to you.
I will yet break into pieces against your inevitability;
The blue blizzard will powder my house with snow.
I ask you, snowfall, don't snow under my tenderness,
Don't touch my love with your icy wing.
Refrain:
Snowfall, snowfall, don't toss snow onto my braids,
Don't knock on my door,
Don't spin around at my gate!
Snowfall, snowfall, if a woman asks,
Don't hurry her Indian Summer along!