Тихо падає сніг на засніжені плечі зими,
Ми в цім світі казковім лишаємось знову одні.
Нехай щастя іскриться, як промінь нічної зорі,
І тепло на душі у ці святкові, легкі вечори.
Хай для тебе годинник відстукає долю нову,
Як приємну мелодію в синю, морозну імлу.
Твої мрії злетять, наче птахи у вирій весни,
Подарую тобі я ці радісні, світлі сни.
За вікном сніжинки – білі клавіші зими,
Ми в казку новорічну знову входимо самі.
Тобі бажаю в серці запалити зірку ясну,
І зустрічати усмішкою кожну мить прекрасну.
Нехай надій майбутніх кораблі пливуть до рук,
У ритмі свят веселих зникне втома та розлука й звук.
Я щиро хочу, щоб ти був щасливим у цей час,
Хай радість, мов вогонь, в душі палахкотить для нас.
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.
The stars are glowing like a silver spark,
You light the path within the winter dark.
May luck arrive with bells across the snow,
And watch your steady business start to grow.
You weave the plans like patterns in the frost,
Where every effort counts and none is lost.
A bright New Year brings gifts for you to hold,
Like morning sun that turns the gray to gold.
The silver snow is painting lines upon the glass,
And shadows of the old year softly start to pass.
You build the golden bridges through the stormy tide,
With steady hands and honest dreams as faithful guide.
May hope bloom like a star within your busy night,
And bring a cozy glow to make the morning bright.
Success is just a song that you compose with flair,
Let joy embrace your path and magic fill the air.
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.