Родился карлик Новый Год, Горбатый, сморщенный урод, Тоскливый...

The dwarf was born New Year,
Humpback, shriveled freak,
 A dreary jester and a skeptic,
 Sage and epileptic.

“So here it is, dear divine light?”
And where is the sun? There is no sun!
 But I’m not the first,
 Do not spoil your nerves. "

And people to people at this hour
Threw: "Happy New Year to you!"
 Who honestly stutters
 Who grins sourly ...

Well, how can I not congratulate you?
Twelve months again
 We will sleep and whimper
 And poke a finger into the sky.

From the wise, middle and donkeys
Rivers of old words will be born
 But who else, as before,
 Will it go to hope?

Ah dear, sickly New Year,
Hunchbacked, shriveled freak!
 Light in the fog
 Colored lantern cheating.

Light up! We have been waiting for many years -
Perhaps there is no sun at all?
 Give a miracle! After all, it happened
 There are many miracles over the centuries ...

How old are you, New Year!
After all, we are the opposite
 Could count years
 Without distorting nature.

Yes ... We have a lot of wisdom ...
However, Happy New Year to you!
 Let's sleep and whimper
 And poke a finger into the sky.

Sasha Black