| Happy New Year to you, all your cities
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| Bypass the side of bad weather
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| We are given a magical night only one
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| Happy New Year, country, with new happiness
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| So that cherished day has come, wake up people
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| Just a little more to wait, it's all about to happen
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| In the morning I got ready for the Christmas tree, skiing and into the forest
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| On the eve of the joyful accomplishments of New Year's miracles
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| I'm in a hurry to the holiday, I took firecrackers and an armful of oranges
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| I put on the same as myself, mighty skiers, a hat
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| I lit it to the fullest so that in the West everyone's mouth would open
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| After all, they have "Happy New" something there, and we have a New Year
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| Only bad luck came out with a green tree
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| They say it won't catch fire according to some law
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| What to shout, mother said, without fail in chorus
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| And that she is no longer ready for any negotiations
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| It's not possible to get away, we shout at one-two-three
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| Shine Christmas tree
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| Happy New Year to you, all your cities
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| Bypass the side of bad weather
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| We are given a magical night only one
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| Happy New Year, country, with new happiness
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| Happy New Year to you, all your cities
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| Bypass the side of bad weather
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| We are given a magical night only one
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| Happy New Year, country, with new happiness
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| And what is this, a miracle, a beard awry
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| Staggering, tumbled through the door, and you say that Santa Claus,
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| But I'm not one of the timid, and now a question has arisen
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| Is it really because of the frost that Santa Claus has a red nose?
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| Yes, from St. Petersburg to Tomsk
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| From Kyiv to Omsk
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| From Rostov to Samara
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| From Chelyabinsk to Oisk
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| From Ivanovo to Minsk
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| From Alma-Ata to Kazan
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| From Moscow to Ryazan
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| And through the snowdrifts my sleigh
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| Rush to where children are eagerly waiting for gifts,
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| And to be honest, I started celebrating the New Year in the morning
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| This is what I understand, I respect directness
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| It’s immediately obvious - you are one of ours, I can smell it from a mile away,
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| And then one came here, ringing with jingle bells
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| Riding around on reindeer, does not speak Russian
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| Bourgeois Santa Claus let him go to his house
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| Santa Claus, drop the bag and sing along with us
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| Happy New Year to you, all your cities
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| Bypass the side of bad weather
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| We are given a magical night only one
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| Happy New Year, country, with new happiness
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| Happy New Year to you, all your cities
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| Bypass the side of bad weather
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| We are given a magical night only one
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| Happy New Year, country, with new happiness
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| Happy New Year, country, with new happiness |