In a land where a blizzard whistles, a storm and snow,
Man may get tired halfway, complain and behind fall…
But the friend will make a campfire —
Campfire on snow.
The one who went with us
More than once on inclement days,
Knows how valuable are —
Such campfires for man:
The blizzard will subside
And life will come to the world.
And the friend will be saved
By campfire on snow!
… Now outside the window
Are flowers and it’s warm,
But, if you notice that I’m tired, can step back and fall,
Then please make for me the campfire — campfire on snow!
Let the firewood do not crack in the palms of the fire,
But you tell me that you’re for me and I am right!
And it will, to spite a trouble,
Dance in a ring of fire — campfire on snow!
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