Текст песни Александр Вертинский - Бессмертный Бес

IMMORTAL DEMON

Music by A. Vertinsky
The words of F. Sologub

Twilight. Fall. Wet flakes
Falling snow melt.
Bes chilled under his rags -
In the pit, a bad night.

"I climbed to somewhere that people did not see,
I would have crawled at dawn.
I do circle izobideli
And they say that evil

Lying in the heat is not tricky to be good,
No, I live like this! "
Chilly shrugs skinny ribs,
Blowing, puffing into a fist.

"What is life! So ... one slaver ...
Age at someone else's property ...
I have long been a bitch to hang himself,
Why, I'm immortal! "

Howled the trees, the wind stung,
Howled a roadside forest!
In the pit, face down, in an empty clearing
Crying immortal demon!

From the repertoire of Alexander Vertinsky

Dark Eyes: Old Russian romance. - M .: Publishing House