Текст песни Александр Ягья - Святая, гордая, красивая

Holy, proud, beautiful

And I thought - you're happy
When one on the slope of the day
You walked such a proud
And they did not look at me.
And I thought you were happy
I thought you are happy everyone
When I looked into the eyes of the playful,
When cheerful heard laughter.
The eyes are tender, then strict,
But in them anxiety, in them the trouble.
Probably, many loved you -
You never loved.

Brothers lovers look at you,
They do not understand from afar,
That in you the unfulfilled melancholy
Holy female longing ...
And thought one inextricable
You do not give you no sleep, nor live
That this is a little like -
What you need to love to be ...

Holy, proud, beautiful,
I heard your cheerful laughter ...
And I thought - you're happy
I thought - you are happy ...