and wet,
And in the county -
it's wintertime!
The sleigh is taking
me away
To the snowy
Distant beyond,
My three white stallions,
My three white stallions -
December, January and February.
Winter has opened
her snowy embraces.
Nature is asleep
till spring,
Only fir-trees
in their green dresses,
Only fir-trees
in their green dresses,
Run forward
to meet me.
The sleigh is taking me
away
lnto the snowy
distant beyond,
My three white stallions,
My three white stallions -
December, January and February.
Rivers are frozen,
and the ground is cold,
l'm not afraid
ofthe frost,
ln the city
l was sad and lonely,
ln the city
l was sad and lonely,
And in the county
l'm glad, l'm glad, l'm glad.
The sleigh is taking me
away
To the snowy
distant beyond,
My three white stallions,
My three white stallions -
December, January and February!
The sleigh is taking
me away
lnto the snowy
distant beyond,
My three white stallions,
My three white stallions -
December, January and February!
WOWl Storage-museum.
Please, come in.
l've been waiting.
-Don't worry.
-Who's the guy?
Apollon Mitrofanovich,
a word with you.
-Where's the group?
-Right there.
-Only one?
-How many do you need?
-And the rest?
-They're coming.
Flying in, a bit later.
-Who's that?
-Where?
There.
That's their coach.
Composer!
Conductor, a laureate,
a star from the capital.
Maybe, put them in a hotel?
The hotel is booked
for the committee.
How do l register them
at the museum?
As exhibits.
-Live exhibits?
-Certainly!
How do we write them off
afterwards?
With a formal act,
as worn out.
Here everything is nice
and clean.
Magic table-cloth, for
administrative use only.
Please, don't touch.
The menu is frugal,
but nourishing.
The amenities are around
the corner, at the hotel.
-You'll get passes tomorrow.
-To the amenities?
-Yes, till 1 1 pm, as usual.
-And what's in there?
-Don't try to be funny.
-They won't get it.
That's our magic
production waste:
seven-league water boots -
leaking, unfortunately,
a magic carpet
that doesn't fly, a hat...
-A disappearing hat?
-We're still searching for it.
Stop, or you'll ruin
everything.
-And her, first of all.
-l'm not moving.
We leave you here.
Make yourself at home,
rehearse, get some rest.
And then we'll expect you
at the academic...
Rather, at the art council.
Comrades, the working day
is not over yet.
-Follow me, please.
-Follow him.
A very ill-mannered
young man.
-Who are you talking about?
-You know who.
You were flirting
with him.
l don't understand.
Don't touch.
Why not?
She doesn't recall me
at all. What the devil!
What would you like?
-Are you speaking to us?
-Who else?
Are you going
to order or what?
-l didn't understand.
-l put it in plain Russian!
First they knock, demand
and then they'll complain!
Are you going to order
orjust look stunned?
l know: it's
a magic tablecloth!
Yes, magic tablecloth,
that's me.
Since you called me,
make an order.
Just a sec, l have to think.
An l will have
some cream-filled pastry.
Never have them.
ln that case, a three-egg
omelet, please.
Only in your daydreams!
Two eggs per person.
Ok.
What will you have?
l don't know, maybe,
some tea with lemon?
And two teas
with lemon, please.
What are you talking about?
Lemons, in winter?
Then, just tea with sugar.
And two cheese sandwiches.
We don't' serve sandwiches.
-What do you serve?
-Cheap port:
''Mixed-fruit'',
''Solntsedar'', ''Kavkaz''.
We don't want that.
do we, Vanya?
-ls that all?
-Yes.
Some clients you are!
Your know, l still
kind of like it here.
Magic, wizardry.
And yet, you always get
some minor defects.
Defects?!
Look what they did
to Alyona!
l'll take them
to the prosecutor for this!
Here's your order. Nothing
to raise a fuss about!
lf l could only get my
hands on their director.
That's one thing
you shouldn't do.
Forgive us the intrusion.
-What's going on here?
-