Хай срібний сніг на плечі тихо ляже,
Зірки в долонях плавляться в меду.
Тобі життя дарунки справжні скаже,
У цю казкову, світлу коляду.
Залиш всі тіні в році, що минає,
Нехай вогонь надії в серці гра.
Хай радість щира шлях для тебе стелить,
Бо ти — це справді найкраща з-поміж див пора.
Хай сніг вкриває сріблом оксамит,
У хату прийде казка, наче вмить.
Тобі бажаю в зорянім сяйні,
Щоб мрії всі збувались при мені.
Годинник б’є, мов серце в грудях в нас,
Ми входимо у новий світ і час.
Хай радість, як ялинка, розцвіте,
Даруючи кохання золоте.
The golden stars descend on snowy street,
And all our plans turn into rhythmic beat.
I wish thee wealth within this frosty glow,
As seeds of fortune in the garden grow.
The clock strikes twelve to mend the broken chain,
Thy steady hand will ease away the strain.
May light of hope dance soft upon thy glass,
And watch the winters in such beauty pass.
The golden stars descend to meet your day,
As winter winds compose a brand new song.
You guide the path along the icy way,
Where promises and steady goals belong.
May hope arise like embers in the night,
While you embrace the joy the seasons bring.
Let every dawn become a beacon bright,
To wake the dreams that make your future sing.
The silver clock begins its steady beat,
The winter stars are lanterns in the sky.
You guide me through the lessons, warm and sweet,
With wisdom as the clouds go sailing by.
May joy become a ribbon round your door,
And dreams turn into songs that softly ring.
You are the lighthouse on my learning shore,
When bells of新年 make the spirit sing.
The winter stars light up the chalkboard sky,
As midnight magic draws your wonder near.
You teach the dreams that learn how they can fly,
And brush away the shadows of the year.
May golden bells ring softly in your heart,
A melody of joy for you to keep.
You light the path where all our journeys start,
When winter secrets wake from snowy sleep.
The winter stars are crystal seeds of light,
You guide me through the dark and snowy maze.
I wish you joy this New Year, calm and bright,
To warm your heart and fill your golden days.
My teacher, you are like a steady flame,
That turns the heavy stone of doubt to glass.
With every dream, I mention still your name,
And pray that sweet success shall never pass.
The winter stars perform a golden dance,
You guide me through the logic of your glance.
New Year is knocking softly at your door,
May joy be yours, a rich and endless store.
My teacher, let the sparks of wisdom shine,
In freezing nights where hope is crystalline.
I wish you dreams that bloom like morning light,
And happiness to warm your cozy night.
The winter stars wake up in your bright eyes,
You guide our thoughts as snow begins to fall.
New Year arrives in gold and velvet guise,
And you remain the compass for us all.
You weave the warmth of knowledge in the frost,
A glowing lantern held against the night.
Though time might run like ships that we have lost,
You light the path to keep our futures bright.
The winter stars are lanterns in the night,
You fill our minds with sparks of golden light.
New Year arrives to whisper dreams so true,
And all my heartfelt wishes flow to you.
The lessons bloom like frost upon the glass,
While happy hours of winter gently pass.
You guide the path through pages clear and new,
Let joy, dear teacher, find its home in you.