Once Upon a December (Russian Version)

Like a pattern on the window
Again, the past is nearby
Someone sang a song to me
On a winter evening once

As if the past came alive
The warmth of someone's careful hands
Waltz of exquisite guests
And the sound of spirited horses

The waltz spun and carried me
As if luring me into its own fairy tale
The first ball and the first waltz
Resound within me now

Mirrors in amber
Reflect my delight
Someone sang at dawn
Leaving the dear home
Will you be in December
With me again, my dear