В окна бьется вьюга, за порогом вечер.. Нам...

A blizzard is beating through the windows, evening is beyond the threshold.
It is comfortable for us to sit by the stove with a cat ..
Think about nothing, just listen to the wind ..
Zasypaya, v topke okonki smotret ..

There is a tongue on my cat's palm ..
A little bit tasty, eat my friend ..
You will lick everything quickly with a grater tongue ..
I'll sit a little with a kitty friend ..

Purr to me a song, drive away the boredom ..
And rub your feet with a downy side ...
I will scratch behind the ear and take it in my arms ..
You will curl up on me in an affectionate ball ...

Kitty, my pussy, plump sailor ..
How much you give affection, tenderness, warmth ..
And I'll thaw my soul, I'm snub-nosed with you ..
I will forget vanity, mortal affairs