Текст песни Александр Николаев - Королева

Queen

Secretly,
Stealthily,
From the back
I come up to you
And I hear
Your timid voice
I see
The shine of your hair.
Oh no!
Oh, what happened to you?
A tear runs down my cheek.
There is frost in your eyes.
But the heat ...
The same heat
Than the blood breathes
Frost rebelliously suppresses
And turns tears into steam.
... Yes, in steam.
And with him is your soul,
That was once
Mysterious
Innocent
Inaccessible,
Secretive,
Sincere,
Immaculate.
What kind of tears?
Why?
What caused them?
Cruelty of life?
The pain of suffering?
What kind of suffering?
Those that in the morning
You are disturbed
Over and over again
No delays?
But thirst saturates the blood
And you are in a hurry
Hurry, hurry!
To fall,
To huddle in this mud
Where are you, skillfully in a hurry,
Snatching at the same time a moment of bliss,
You will achieve your valor.
You are queen!
And now
For everyone you are the Mistress
The majesty of the passions.
However,
Dirt is your crown.
Your throne
The rumpled bed.
Your staff -
Light that passerby
Which with wonderful lust
In your hands
Again.
Again.

December 2003