Текст песни Вениамин Смехов - Невеста графа Де Лa Фер

Bride of the Comte de la Fere
Total sixteen.
Such exigent manners
In the Provence there.
And a wonderful view, and a sensitive nature,
And love like a drunken graph.

Ex: In a count park black pond
    There are lilies in bloom,
    There are lilies in bloom.

Bride of the Comte de la Fere
It becomes his wife.
And in honor of the Countess de la Fere
Hunted beasts of the forest.
Hunting in the woods, blow horns,
Spouses rush to hand hand ...

Etc.

But his wife, oh my goodness,
The horse fell in a temper,
And the count to ease her sigh
Tearing the fabric from her shoulder.
A dress after crawling itself
A stamp on the shoulder lights up ...

Ex: the executioner was a whale and here
    There lily flowers,
    There lily blooms, blossoms.