Текст песни Игорь Николаев - Бедный Моцарт

It Was Mozart's wife,
Her name was Constanza,
Here it is only Mozart
She loved but barely.
And poor Mozart was in love
so passionately in her sister,
She was devoted to music, he,
She was beautiful.

Mozart, Mozart, Mozart poor,
We see so made light
Mozart, Mozart, Mozart poor,
You're an idol, but there is no happiness.

When my sister entered the house
All in white blizzard,
Maestro Eyes of Love
Tears soloneli.
But the music was all
From a whisper to a scream,
Only the love of a pipe
Music is born.

Mozart, Mozart, Mozart poor,
We see so made light
Mozart, Mozart, Mozart poor,
You're an idol, but there is no happiness.