Зимняя песня [Zimnjaja pesnja] [English translation]

Is there anything of winter to tell?

Once it's silver, the next second it's tan.

It is freezing when no bonfire is lit,

But for someone it is cold without me.

Like two sentinels your windows will guard

Evening blues and fairy tales of the dark.

And the advent of the crescent is coursed

By the crystal spear that silence enforced.

Is there anything of winter to tell?

Thawing February's flags flit astern;

Filling sails that use cloud cover for cloth,

In the nighttime poles do rock back and forth.

And a star over the road will rise up,

And from Moscow many trains will depart...

You are sitting by the fire all in vain:

It will not warm you if I am away.