Текст Michael Franks – Watching The Snow

Elation for precipitation of the frozen kind begins to grow
when we are both below
A quilt watching the snow
The crystals fly the wood is dry

To see the meadow sleep beneath
Its comforter of iridescent white
It sure is quite a sight
The maples and the evergreens
Surprised their outer branches seem snow-lost
As in a poem by Frost

One of my favorite pastimes
And how well you know
Is through the picture window
When we watching the snow

The gate is locked the dog’s been walked
Thelonius is on the stereo
A crepuscule we know
Inside watching the snow
As evening falls the teapot calls
Here’s hoping several inches more will blow
Since we’re contented so
Inside watching the snow

To see the meadow sleep beneath
Its comforter of iridescent white
It sure is quite a sight
The maples and the evergreens
Surprised their outer branches seem snow-lost