Текст песни
Snow falls on silent pines, a world of white
A lonely soul abandoned to the night
Her stepmother, with a heart of stone and ire
Sent her to perish in the winter's fire
Go, find the cold, a whisper sharp as ice
No turning back, she paid the bitter price
The frost it bites
Among the trees, a figure cloaked in frost
The master of the winter, all is lost
His breath, a blizzard, touching every branch
He looked at her and took a silent chance
Are you warm, my maiden, in the pale moonlight?
He asked, his voice the storm of endless night
I'm warm, Morozko, she replied so kind
A gentle spirit, he was blessed to find
He saw no fear, just grace within her eyes
Beneath the cold and unforgiving skies
So he bestowed a treasure, rich and grand
The kindest heart in all this frozen land
The wicked wait for riches, but in vain
For only kindness breaks the winter's chain
Her gentle spirit thawed the coldest stare
A whispered word that conquered all despair
I'm warm, Morozko warm
In the pale moonlight
