Текст песни
Smoke curls up from chimney tall,
Snow lies still where shadows fall.
Windows glow with amber light,
Telling tales of warmth inside.
Logs are burning, time stands still,
Every sound a gentle thrill.
In this peace, the world feels near,
All the cold is kept at bay.
Cabin in the woods, safe and sound,
Where the winter’s fury cannot reach.
Here the fire sings a quiet song,
And the night feels soft and long.
Wooden beams and quilted nook,
Tea steam rises, fills the room.
Outside, the storm may howl and moan,
But inside — we’re not alone.
Logs are burning, time stands still,
Every sound a gentle thrill.
In this peace, the world feels near,
All the cold is kept at bay.
Cabin in the woods, safe and sound,
Where the winter’s fury cannot reach.
Here the fire sings a quiet song,
And the night feels soft and long.
