Текст песни Александр Вертинский - Ракель Меллер

RAKEL MELLER
From the wilderness dens of Barcelona
On the tarmac of Paris squares
You brought these ringing songs
Emerald homeland!

And from a humble girl-singer,
Quiet and simple, like a cornflower,
Blossomed in the mysterious and lunar,
A flower not known to anyone! ..

And now from prince to apache,
From cartier Latin to Sacre Coeur -
Everyone in Paris knows your name,
All Paris is in love with Raquel Meller! ..

You rave in London and Vienna
You are drunk Madrid and Sanssouci!
These are your bright knees
Inspired by the genius Debussy! ..

And forgetting your strict Latin style,
Having mixed up terrible words,
Because of you, the bishop of Lorraine
He dropped the lace in the sacrament! ..

But sinless dead tuberose
You are strict, sad and gentle!
Your songs are light anesthesia
Rocked the heart until spring! ..

And through the ranks of men, like through the gorillas,
You passed with the smile of an antique dealer,
And masculine love stubborn ardor
In your heart did not light a fire!

On the tarmac of Paris squares
You, laughing, threw moaning hearts -
Golden songs of Barcelona,
Emerald homeland! ..

1928 Madrid