Сказочная тайга [Skazochnaya tayga] [English translation]

Once upon a time when I worked at the post-office as a coachman

A shaggy geologist knocked at my door

And, looking at the map hanging on the white wall

He grinned to me

He told me how taiga cries

It is feeling lonely without a man

And that they have no coachman in their post-office

so we have to go there

so we have to go there

(chorus)

Clouds hid in the sky

drunk stars look down

And fall in the thickets

of fabulous taiga.

Big trees sing us lullabies -

Black tales of white winter

Black tales about pink snow

Pink snow - even in the dreams.

And in the night devil goes through the forest

and gathers new souls

Winter's got new blood

And it will get you

And it will get you

(chorus x2)

• Artist:Agatha Christie