Eyeliner for dancing with handbags. "Sweet Fairy Tale" New Year's holiday for children of primary and secondary preschool age

Irina Glazunova
« Sweet fairy tale». New Year's celebration for younger and middle children preschool age

CHARACTERS:

The roles are played by adults -

1. Presenter.

2. Snow Maiden

3. Santa Claus

4. Princess Caramel

The roles are played by children -

girls

5. Sugar Bunnies

6. Sweets

boys

7. Chocolate Bears

8. Gingerbread Gnomes

Children enter to the music music hall- walk around the tree and remain standing in a circle around the tree.

Ved. What kind of guest has come to us?

So elegant and slim,

All covered in toys, all covered in needles,

This is a festive...

Children. Christmas tree!

Ved. How her outfit shines, how the lanterns burn,

Our tree congratulates all the children on the New Year.

Our holiday, friends, let's begin,

Let's sing a song to the Christmas tree!

SONG - ROUND DANCE: “Christmas Tree”

After the round dance, the children sit on chairs.

Ved. To us from the forest on New Year's Day

The winter fairy tale is coming.

Quiet music sounds -

The first guest is rushing here.

Under beautiful music The Snow Maiden enters the hall and spins around the tree and in front of the tree.

Snow. I am called the Snow Maiden!

I'm very afraid of heat!

I was born in winter.

I was created from snow.

Hello my friends!

I congratulate you all

Happy New Year!

Ved. Hello, Snow Maiden!

We are very glad to see you at our holiday!

Snow. I was in a hurry to come to you for the holiday,

I was always afraid of being late.

And now at the Christmas tree with you

I will, children, I will play.

And now for you guys

I'll tell you riddles!

It's snowing outside, it's coming...

Children. New Year!

The needles on the large, fluffy… glow softly.

Children. Christmas tree!

Among the colorful tinsel they hang on branches....

Children. Balls!

It stings your ears, it stings your nose... Who jokes like that?

Children. Father Frost!

Snow. Well done, my guys!

We solved all the riddles!

Ved. New Year has come, Snow Maiden!

All the people are having fun!

And to our holiday tree

Santa Claus, when will he come?

Snow. It’s time for him to come, he was delayed on the way!

You need to shout to him - “Grandfather Frost, awww!”

Snow. and Ved. organize the children to help call D.M. The children chant

2 – 3 times “Grandfather Frost, awww!” A voice comes from the corridor

D. M. - “...I hear, I hear... I’m coming, guys, I’m coming...”

D.M. enters the hall to the accompaniment of solemn music.

D.M. Hello my dears!

Small and big!

Happy New Year,

I wish you happiness and joy!

Don't sneeze or get sick,

Have good health.

It's fun to laugh at the Christmas tree

And don’t be afraid of Grandfather Frost!

D. M. walks around the tree and admires it.

Oh, yes, a Christmas tree! How beautiful! How elegant and slender!

Oh, look kids, she’s standing there without lights!

So that the fun doesn’t stop, so that we don’t get bored,

We will all light the festive tree together!

Together we say: “One, two, three! Our Christmas tree is shining!”

The children repeat D.M.’s words and the lights on the tree light up.

Ved. It's good to sing together near the New Year tree.

For you, Santa Claus, we will sing together today.

SONG: “Santa Claus”

After the round dance, the children remain standing in a circle around D.M.

THE GAME IS BEING HELD: “We Won’t Let You Out”

D.M. Oh yeah song! How wonderful! The only interesting thing is...

How will I get out of the circle?

Ved. And we won't let you out!

D.M. What do you mean, you won’t let me out? And I’ll pass through here!

Heading towards the children. They quickly hold hands and do not let go of D.M.

Look, it's closed! Well, then I'll jump out here!

He runs up to other children, but nothing works for him there either.

And it's closed here! Well, then I'll get out there now!

He runs up to other children, and nothing works out for him there either.

What's happened? That's it! I'll freeze everyone now!

Ved. Guys, don't yawn, but run to the chairs!

D.M. catches up with the children, and they hide - running away onto the chairs.

D.M. I didn’t catch up with anyone, I didn’t catch anyone!

Well, thank you, guys, girls and boys!

You made me happy today, you made Grandfather happy!

Ved. Listen to Santa Claus - we have a question for you!

You always come to the children,

You bring sweet gifts.

Tell us Santa Claus -

Where do you get candy?

Tell the guys your secret...

D.M. But I have no secrets!

Far to the north there is Sweet Country.

There are gingerbreads, cookies, marshmallows instead of snow,

AND tasty candy, marshmallows and chocolate -

Get into the Country magical child everyone is happy!

Snow. The candies dance there and the gingerbread cookies sing

And the sugar bunnies lead a round dance!

D.M. I invite you all to visit the caramel country!

We will build a steam locomotive, and Santa Claus will be the driver!

We all get into the trailers and rush off to a sweet fairy tale.

Children stand one after another like a train and follow Santa Claus around the tree 1-2 times. Then they sit on the chairs.

D.M. STOP!

New Year's locomotive -

He brought us to a sweet fairy tale!

Come in, don't be shy -

Sit on the chairs!

He knocks with his staff.

Who lives in the Palace? Show up on the porch!

Princess Caramel runs into the hall to the music. He runs around a small circle in front of the tree and stops near the tree.

P.K. Grandfather Frost, tell me, Why did you come back?

Maybe you forgot your gifts - caramels, chocolates?

D.M. I brought children here, sweet, nice kids.

Show them all your sweet friends as soon as possible.

P.K. Hello, guests with a sweet tooth.

I'm Princess Caramel! I'm very glad to see you, kids,

Look at the outfit, there are caramels hanging here.

spinning, showing

Do you want to see my sweet friends?

Children's answer

I will show you all my friends and tell you about them.

I have little white, sweet girlfriends,

And they are called sugar bunnies.

Sugar bunnies run out to the Christmas tree and recite poems.

1. I am Sugar Bunny,

My tail is very small.

And the eyes are just chocolate.

Everyone is welcome to treat themselves!

2. And I have ears,

At the very top of the head.

They're made from cotton candy

And on the nose there is fudge.

3. We are all sweet bunnies,

Beautiful, elegant.

4. You will lick our barrel,

Your tongue will be sweet.

DANCE: “Dance of the Sugar Bunnies”

P.K. And the Sugar Bunnies have Mishutka friends!

Sweet and tasty - in a chocolate coat!

Chocolate bears come out to the Christmas tree, stand in their places and recite poems.

1. I’m not a simple bear, -

All made of chocolate

Get to know me

All the guys are happy!

2. To the Christmas tree for the New Year

We were in a hurry

Look at us all

How we dressed up!

DANCE: “Chocolate bears...”

D. M. Oh, and sweet guys and Mishutkas and Bunnies!

Princess Caramel, what else can you please our kids with?

P.K. They live here on the edge of the forest - gnomes in a hut!

The walls, door and shutters are made of sweets and gingerbread!

Come out kids - dance to your heart's content!

Boys - gnomes with large, soft cubes - come out to the Christmas tree, stand in their places and recite poems.

1. We are gingerbread gnomes

From a fairyland

Our shirts are sweet

And sweet pants!

2. We have zest eyes

And the hat is askew!

We dance by the Christmas tree

We can do it all day!

3. We are gingerbread gnomes

We dance and sing.

We live in beautiful houses

And we chew gingerbread!

DANCE: “We lived on the edge of the forest - gnomes in a hut...”

P.K. Sweet candies, run to me quickly

Show your bright wrappers to the kids!

The candy girls come out to the Christmas tree, stand in their places and recite poems.

1. We came running to the holiday

Delicious sweets.

Children love flavored sweets.

2. Naughty caramels,

We love to have fun.

We will spin around the New Year's tree.

3. We, sweeties, are not simple,

All wrappers are gold.

Look at us

Let's start a merry dance.

DANCE: “We girls are candy!”

D. M. What gingerbread cookies, sweets,

This is exactly what kids love!

I could have eaten them!

Snow. What are you doing, grandpa! all the sweets from Princess Caramel

magical, and you can’t eat them.

P.K. All the sweets here are rustling with bright candy wrappers,

And everyone wants to come to you with gifts for the holiday.

Anyone who loves bows, take the wrappers apart!

Because you can make bows out of them.

Children take 2 bows from the basket and go out to dance in front of the tree.

DANCE: “Dance with candy wrappers”

D.M. Thank you, Caramel!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

All the kids now know

Where do I get candy?

Now hurry up and get your grandfather

We'll go in trailers!

New Year's locomotive -

I took the children to kindergarten!

Goodbye – Caramel….

Children. Goodbye….

NEW YEAR'S LOOK: "The little locomotive is still there"

Children stand one after another like a train and follow Santa Claus around the tree 1-2 times. Then they sit on the chairs. While the children are driving around the tree, Caramel waves to them and quietly leaves the hall.

D.M. STOP! We've arrived back!

Well, it's nice to travel!

Now I’ll give you a task -

Everyone take your seats!

I haven’t listened to poetry for a long time -

And prepared your ears!

POEMS: read by the first half of the children.

Snow. Santa Claus - it's time to get up.

Stretch your legs.

Would you come up with a game?

Yes, I amused the kids!

D. M. There are many games in the world - do you want to play, children?

D. M. Everything is white in winter - white,

There was a lot of snow.

I prepared snowballs -

White lumps of snow!

Throws snowballs on the floor.

Now I’ll catch up with everyone and throw snowballs at them!

Throws several snowballs at the guys.

Snow. Have fun, kids -

The game begins!

You sort out the snowballs

Yes, throw it straight at Grandfather.

THE GAME “Snowballs” IS BEING HELD

After the game, the children help collect snowballs.

D.M. Oh! You threw me!

But I'm happy now

After all, today it appeared

I have so many friends!

Points his hands at the children.

Well, what about poetry?

Who else is ready to tell?

POEMS: read by the other half of the children.

Snow. Grandfather! All the guys made us laugh today and

New Year's gifts are deserved.

D.M. That’s right, granddaughter! I give gifts to everyone I love.

He picks up the half-empty bag.

Snow. Grandpa, your bag is too small,

Did you even take the gifts?

D M. Of course granddaughter! Put your hand up...

He takes out a candy from the bag and puts it on the Snow Maiden’s palm.

Snow. What are you doing, grandpa, look how many guys we have,

But there’s only one piece of candy – there’s not enough for everyone!

D.M. Yes? Okay, granddaughter, I’ll watch it again now!

He pulls out 2 or 3 more candies from the bag and puts them on the Snow Maiden’s palm and asks: “Is that enough now?”

Snow. What are you doing, grandpa, look how small the candies are,

and there are a lot of guys!

D.M. Don't worry, kids!

Now my magic staff will create a miracle

And these little candies will turn into big ones!

I'll put candy under the Christmas tree

I'll dust them with magic snow.

I will touch the snowdrift with a magic staff,

Yes, I’ll quickly run around the Christmas tree!

You grow sweets,

Bring us gifts!

Magic music sounds, D.M. runs around the tree 2 - 3 times.

Well, let's see. Happened! Look what happened!

All the candies have grown, now let's see what's inside...

D.M. and Snegur. lifts the snow blanket and discovers large candies with gifts there. They untie the bow on the candy and show off the gifts!

Snow. Yes, there are gifts for children!

D. M. Snow Maiden, give it away quickly!

GIFTS GIVEAWAY.

D.M. Well, friends, it's time to say goodbye!

IN winter forest we have to come back!

Snow. Happy New Year,

We wish you happiness and joy.

D.M. Well, and in next year- I will come to visit you again!

Snow. Goodbye!

D.M. and Snow. leaving the hall.

Ved. Well, friends, it’s time for us to go home!

Children and parents leave the hall to the music.

P.S. eyeliners - poems for dances and music - dance material taken from the forum MP3SORT.BIZ- for which a huge thank you to all forum participants for selflessly presenting unique material.

In dance, as in life, you run in circles:
Both strength and weakness run after each other.
In dance: plie, jump and rotation.
And in life, you need a fall to take off.

There is a solo dance, it is difficult at times.
Loneliness in life is to blame for everything.
And there is a cheerful group dance -
With friends, any dream can come true!

Dance – there is a palette of feelings and emotions –
You can show everything that is hidden in your heart!
Dance is bodies special language –
He will talk about what everyone is used to!

You can talk about dance endlessly,
But dance is life, and it will be so forever!

Yes, dancing is so charming
In flight, in a joyful rush
They make beautiful women more beautiful
They make ugly girls look nicer.
I'm sorry for the graceful dance
We haven't studied until now.

Lope de Vega "The Dance Teacher"

Dance is live music
And it’s not for nothing that people say:
The dancer is the embodiment of paradise,
In dance, peace and harmony reign.

Why do we love to dance almost from birth?
Yes, dancing always expresses the feelings of our life,
They are the echo of dreams and the embodiment of secret desires.
And what we cannot express in words,
Passionate and virtuoso movements will tell.

And we choose the dance according to our liking, according to our mood,
Sometimes it’s not realistic, it’s impossible to simply refuse,
When music suits your heart, for joy, for consolation,
With our dance we embody the beauty and charm of the melody.
The art of dance and the pursuit of beauty.

Galina Bobyleva

Movement, rhythm, melody, steps,
Forward, backward and turn,
Bend, jerk and swing of the leg,
Anyone who danced will understand everything!

Dance is incomparable
If you often spin in rhythm,
The dance can gradually
Turn into the meaning of life!

There will always be time for yourself,
The melody will call everywhere,
Freeing you from a busy day,
I'm tempted to throw everything away and dance...

Feel like you're flying
Spins smoothly, swing-two!
To be a bird soaring in the sky,
Be real, be yourself!

How to dance - the body will tell you,
When you sit down, wave your hand.
You won’t start moving boldly,
Then you will notice behind you

Ease, pleasure,
The desire to move, spinning,
Emotions take off and mood -
You can't help but fall in love with it!

Dance is not for a day,
Not for a year or two!
Dance knows no laziness -
Dance forever!

Dance has the ability to captivate,
Dance can seduce
He is also a master of healing,
That's why it's important to us,
He is a doctor of soul and body.

We can't live without dance,
We need him like air!
Blood excites like a drug.
There is such a dance addiction,
It does no harm, but helps.

Waltz, waltz... so spin me around!
I'm flying high like an autumn leaf.
The sounds flow, beckoning with them.
There's no point in asking for salvation.

One, two, in a moment or three...
I melt in dance, in tender embraces,
Moonlit midnight, melted dawn,
The flight of all moments is boundless.

Tact, breath, flicker like a moth
Melt in a moment with a tender kiss...
The waltz sounds, don't be sad again
Take away hope for love...

Natalia Grebenko

Today is our last dance
Why vain words?
We don't need to polish things up
If there is emptiness in the relationship.

The ups and downs are forgotten,
Dawns together, whispers in the dark.
How long have we been captivated by temptations?
It's only been a year and we're not the same anymore.

While you and I are spinning side by side,
As in life, we get together and part again.
But we are beyond the boundaries of love brackets.
The music will fade, and all love will die.

I dance with my eyes slightly closed,
Unearthly music sounds...
And takes my soul to heaven
There she soars happy,
And with her I too...

I'm dancing, angels are circling nearby
To the beautiful melody of love.
Feels like I could fly
I don't touch the ground at all,
I am weightless.

I'm dancing, why is it like this?
This is my feeling
Why am I flying with my soul?
It's the music that's calling me
With you!

Galina Bobyleva

Waltz…
Do you hear?
Give me your hand
we can't dance
So at least let’s intertwine our fingers...
You are divinely beautiful today...
just like these sounds
that spill over the bare shoulders of these ladies...
Strange…
I can’t calmly look at your cleavage...
I keep slipping...
somewhere under the material...
Oh, what did you say you told?..
Although... the main thing is your voice,
not words...
God...please
don't bend over so much
I'll die of suffocation -
curls cling to my neck...
What is your hair, fairy, perfumed with today?
Roses? Astrami? Orchids???
Torture…
Well, what kind of torture...
I look at your gloved hands,
and I'm afraid of only two things:
that I love you...
and what I don’t like...
There can't be exceptions, can there?
A curtain…
Greek naturally...
It's time for Ymir to go home...
Arividerchi... we'll meet...
Honey, can I come with you?

Sviryaeva Elena

How strange, sometimes it happens like this:
It's like the same hall, and the same faces,
Still the same music, pulsating beat,
And just like that the light flickers and flows -

An inviting gesture in a barely noticeable glance,
Hugs that have already become familiar -
And suddenly, as if out of place
Your heart will beat in anticipation of happiness.

And there is no more time-space,
But only the lingering melancholy of the bandaneon,
Having filled everything with myself, I reduced it to nothing
Everything is different, beautiful and bottomless.

And in these sounds, melting and breathing,
A moment ago completely strangers
Two bodies and one soul
They live with each other as if they were blind.

Then the boles are truly light,
And so flawlessly perfect,
And only cheek touches cheek,
And together we are free and incorruptible.

And there are no more prohibitions and barriers,
And the fear of misunderstanding recedes,
Breath and heart beat in rhythm,
And the secrets of the universe are available to us...

How strange it sometimes happens suddenly,
A short moment ago it could have happened -
But the couples froze, the last sound died away.
Still the same hall around, all the same faces...

Apparently the dances were sent down from above,
God Himself decided so.
We have been given the talent to dance
To spite all misfortunes and troubles!
And we won’t be able to live any other way!

We fantasize, we delight our hearts!
This waltz swirled like a whirlwind,
Raises from earth to heaven.
It’s like birds are soaring above the ground
My soul and I fly together.

That's why we dance forgetfully,
That it’s possible to forget about everything,
When the dance is both daring and sinful
What a story about feelings, about love!
It cures the blues and boredom.

Galina Bobyleva

The sphere is filled with music,
A sweet melody beckons.
Rhythm coming from the heart
Commands the minds.

Lightness, a breath of freedom,
The power and joy of movement -
Overcome carefree
The sinful Earth's attraction.

Plasticity, grace, dexterity
Instantly they turn into a feeling.
And without a single word
They proclaim a miracle.

Paul's deceptive gloss...
Couples in finery flock together.
Dance! Divine dance!
The highest art in the world!

Only the waltz gives us this moment,
And only now he separates...
Leafing through time like the pages of books,
The forgotten feeling intoxicates again...

And who can tell me how to save myself now?
I don’t dare look away anymore...
And the waltz circles and circles, like the first time...
The soul is enveloped in boundless music...

You whisper to me quietly: “Tu souvien?” *
(But how can we forget the April unexpected meeting?
When the dawn was given to the nightingales,
And did you see off the sun every evening?..)

I’ll answer casually: “Un peu... Tr?s mal...” **
Suddenly I’ll look away... You’ll understand - it’s not true...
And outside the window it’s a long time ago in February...
And we know that he was justified by fate...

Draws a waltz melody, look...
In it, every breath reminds us of us...
And the heart beats in rhythm, one, two, three...
And the triangle of thoughts closes...

The last chord melts among the lights...
“That’s what I wanted to say...” - unable to listen
I disappear into the silence of the shadows...
The waltz is only an echo in old dreams and souls...

Natalia Grebenko

*Tu souvien? (French (colloquial form)) - [tu souvyan] – do you remember?

** Un peu... Tr?s mal (French) - [an peu... tr?s mal] - a little, very bad.

Everything flickers, sparkles, shines!
This is the flame of love, the dance of passion.
And I hold you close to me,
And your soul dances with happiness.

We're going to go higher now,
These birds will suddenly fly up, and you will even
Whisper in my ear - I will hear,
That you won't give me to anyone.

I don't want to control you,
I just feel my heartbeat -
This is how we prepared for battle,
Feeling our confusion.

You are like a rose against the background of dawn,
Your paleness doesn't bother me.
You opened up today and this
Makes you love even more.

Beatrice Ivanova

I hear the quiet flapping of a wing...
How light the night is, how bold the day...
And smooth lines, a moment, a wave...
Oh how she dances...

Body twirling... turning...
And the feelings are a flight, a whirlpool,
The sunset ray sings a song to her
The wind kisses your mouth...

I hear trembling trembling...
And the look looks like the look of love...
Look... Don't disturb her...
Breathing timidly, unsteadily...

The soul soars like a light dream...
There are only clouds around...
And the river echoes with its voice...
Keeping her smiles...

I hear dancing... silence...
A string sounds through the darkness...
She's probably in love...
And melts like a piece of ice...

And let your head spin...
She doesn't need words anymore...
Captivated by holy witchcraft
Carefree flamingo...

Natalia Grebenko

A light breath of beauty
my delight moved like a leaf
and left traces in my soul,
and then, like a butterfly, she fell asleep.

In the middle of the arctic winter
rock'n'roll gets cold and freezes,
and crazy minds
they no longer live to see spring.

Don't go backwards along the broken line -
can’t find a solution in the cold darkness...
Fiery, brown eyes,
and not blue ones - that’s salvation.

Bowstring of curved eyebrows
throws fire-breathing arrows,
And secret code steppe blood
will open up new limits.

The rhythm and blues of sudden rain
flashes of millions of cameras...
I wanted to say: this is impossible,
only my tongue, like my body, froze.

Shock of energy fields,
joy, and then peals of anger...
The dances of the sky are given to the earth,
so that the heat of the fires flies to the sky.

Alexander Kozheikin

I'm dancing flamenco to the screams of flying hands
Love danced, and the sound of heels instead of a heart
It sounded with every breath, drawing its magic circle.
But did I know that we have nowhere to escape from passion?!

And in the dance, blinding from the light of exploding feelings,
For the first time, I played with my life so naively.
Who knew that Love is older than all the dark arts?!
What magic was... imbued with the carnival flap?!

And ribbons of lace were woven into a trap for the moons,
The salty pain of the bitten lips trembled slightly.
When your red-hot strings break
The dew fell like a bloody drop from the dagger.

A wonderful melody broke the silence,
My thoughts were mixed up with musical notes.
The blind woman listened to music in the quiet night,
Slowly braiding the sad willows' braids...

And a hand on the waist, strong and gentle,
And the bodies intertwine in a careful dance...
Bright, desirable, sad and sinful,
You touch my lips as if not on purpose...

You will feel the warm breath on your cheek,
Wriggling like a snake from touch...
In this flowing mystery you are now going crazy,
Reveling in the eternity of a brief moment.

In this sincere dance we confess everything
With light movements, without wasting words...
And the music will subside... And we will repent of our sins,
And we will descend to the ground, shuffling our wings.

In just a hundred years we'll meet again,
Let's talk to you again with hot bodies,
Once again, like a hundred years ago, we will silently say goodbye,
Once again, for a hundred years, lost in the abyss behind the rains...

Igor Larionov

I really want to understand myself,
Why can't I resist
When I hear music in my heart,
I can't control myself.
Is it worth it?

For me everything around me disappears,
My eyes betray my happiness.
And the melody carries you away
And lifts me to heaven!
Gonna fly Now!

And dancing, I make friends with passion,
By inertia the hair goes up.
Then I'm afraid of getting lost
And I’m spinning, forgetting myself,
From happiness!

In the rhythm of movement, not memorized,
After all, they come from the heart
And the plastic body bends
Dancing helps create creativity
The best!

The pleasure for me is unearthly!
Words cannot express everyone's feelings!
There is such pleasure in the world,
Live life from the heart in dance.
With love!

Galina Bobyleva

Excuse me, Madam,
This dance is for me.
I invite you to the circle,
I will lead you to Dawn.
May he give us
The firmament is blue,
Let the unmown meadow
It will cover us like a blanket.

This dance is for me
Only there is no Music.
The waves are breaking
Marine about the pier.
And washes away with the wave
The burden of unlived years,
And an exciting torso
Hidden by velor wings.

This day has not gone away
But, as if, a stranger.
I didn't even notice
Drooping eyelids.
He was like a sighted man without eyes,
But with an open soul,
There was only the wind nearby,
Yes, crying snow.

I'm wandering at random
I'm crying with my heart.
And shouldn't I understand
That dance was not mine.
I won't go back
Let the candle burn out
You, Madam, should dance,
But not with me anymore...

And you and I are still dancing tango...
The warmth of your hand and your gaze will pierce right through you.
I'm a little sorry that he's the last one.
Now we are together, in a moment we are apart

But now I don’t think about it...
And two souls with madness for one.
The May of our meeting turned into summer,
Spiced wine intoxicates with dope...

Your breath will merge with mine.
No words needed... tango will tell us everything.
One more chord - and the sun will break,
And the beam will slide like fire across the lips...

And dance takes you into a carefree world,
And we burn with the flames of the night...
But the flight of music is so impermanent...
I know everything... please be silent...

Throws the last beat into the abyss of feelings,
And silence... and only clouds...
Everything is decided... and there is no doubt about it...
Why are we here? Why is there a hand in your hand?..

Natalia Grebenko

What magic and power there is in your dance!
I can’t stop looking at it, I can’t take my eyes off it!
So charming, perky and beautiful,
Why are you tempting me to dance too?
Talented! Enchanted and bewitched.

Movements are easy, smooth, natural,
Obedient to the music and drum rhythm,
They will tell the story selflessly.
We can only understand and enjoy,
When the melody and the dancer are one.

Galina Bobyleva

Standard with Latin forever
I was caught in a net.
And grief doesn’t matter to me,
Since there is dancing in the world.

Oh, how full of love I am
The melody of a passionate Rumba.
I know for sure that she
She will destroy me...

When I hear the tango rhythm
Then in a moment I lose my mind,
But the teacher tells me:
“Keep prudence!

And let me learn the Standard,
And everything is not very smooth,
I still trudge under Slowfox,
Under Kwik I gallop like a horse.

And tango is my favorite!
And a waltz (which one doesn’t matter)!
I don’t need another fate!
I'm happy with this one too!

In his hands was elemental freedom,
When he led my flexible figure in the dance.
And all my spirit, and all my nature
With him they plunged into a sensual intoxication.

Sparks ignited in his palms
From the attraction of two flaming bodies.
Steps, bends... Slow and fast...
AND brighter than the stars the light of our eyes was burning.

Oceans beat in his movements,
My consciousness is carried away with the wave.
The tangles of hands are like delicate traps.
The sliding of the legs is like walking above the ground.

He was salvation from mortal thirst,
What the heart was asking to be quenched.
Having managed to dance like this once,
For life ahead you will learn to love.

Anna Bezheleva

You are mesmerizing... So elegant!
And you yourself are a manifestation of passion.
Looks as good in a red dress!
In a dance called flamenco
The Spaniards are temperamental.

Enchanted from the first moments...
It's breathtaking, you can't take your eyes off...
You are on stage, the heat of immortal fire
And you dance like it was the last time,
From the heart and completely.

Bewitched... So masterly the transformation!
Hearts cry and surge of desires!
Feelings in dance performance.
And the gypsy influence is so noticeable
In fiery movements.

Gave me... Unearthly pleasure!
And you yourself are happy when you dance.
We do not hide our tears of admiration,
We looked so hard we couldn't breathe,
And thank you with applause.

Galina Bobyleva

Only the sky... the radiance of scarlet stars...
Only the sun... a spindle of secrets...
Only the tart smell of parting,
Only tango... one thing for two...

Only the rhythms of two beating hearts...
Only the cold... of lonely eyes...
Only ice... and the touch of hands...
Just a moment... born and gone...

Only a passionate kiss of separation...
Only petals of withered roses...
Only pain, touches, sounds...
Only the flow of feelings carried away the limit...

Only he, she... and tango, tango...
Only dance, passion... the face is on fire...
Only bitterness on the lips, so strange...
Only glitter... and a ring on your hand...

Natalia Grebenko

The melody sounds like a hymn to everything positive in life
And again he unobtrusively invites you to dance.
By the way, she’s not giving in to me now,
She is seductive and charming and cannot be refused,
I'm dancing, where can I be found? I don't feel the ground at all.

The soul dances in rhythm with me and also enjoys,
She knows the sense of rhythm just like I do,
She easily frees herself from negativity, the severity of grievances,
Their sounds flying somewhere into the distance take you away
The soul is filled again with enthusiasm, optimism, and good mood.

Galina Bobyleva

Dance me flamenco, dancer from the south,
Rebellious wave of fire
In the melody of the wind, from the lips of six-strings,
Captivates me with contemplation.

Shine on the stage with a black-haired star,
Snake like a vine in the rhythms of walking snakes,
Entangled in the curves of a blinding figure
The apples of excited eyes.

With Spanish passion, eclipse the shame of the future
Time, without your smile,
When I left this blooming shore,
I'll leave with a series of ships.

In my heart's memory, for many years,
That our friendship is being torn apart,
Dance me a flamenco, a farewell chord,
At the harbor of hidden sadness.

John Richards

Dance with soft toys. Polka music.
Children age 3-4 years
1. We'll dance with toys
Here under your Christmas tree
So that on our holiday
Grandfather had more fun!
Chorus: Even though our feet are small,
But they don’t stand still
Grandpa, admire it
For fun preschoolers!
2. Here under our Christmas tree
There will be a merry dance,
Mishka and Fox are dancing,
What miracles!
Chorus: the same.
3. You, toy, sit down,
Look at the Christmas tree!
We'll clap now
We have a lot of fun!
Chorus: the same.
For the holiday Defender of the Fatherland Day

For the holiday Children's Day.

For any summer holiday