Текст песни Олександр Пономарьов - Пелюстки Старовинного Романсу

(c) Lina Kostenko - Petals of Ancient Romance

He harpsichord and cried,
And nurtured someone else's grief.
The candles burned faintly,
The old singer sang,
Like a pelican, straining
Music through the ox.

Chorus:
Old music
I didn't cry about us,
That voice was,
As with other acoustics,
But lost under the chandeliers
Romance - beautiful words
The petals have already bloomed.

On the heads, where, like nightingales,
Everyday life twists its nest every day
The romance fell, as he loved her
And he spoke unforgettable words to her.

Chorus.

The old man sang
No makeup, no grimaces.
The words were passionate,
Outdated.
Oh, sing
Girl romance!
The women were tired
Be beautiful.

Oh, sing
The girl's romance ...