Текст песни Михаил Рудаков - Il Diavolo Sonata

I saw somehow Tartini in a dream,
On the view of a very strange siera
In aul suit as if on fire
It is the lord of the afterlife

He offered betting to conclude
And execute whims any
Maestro after began to say:
"The desire is filled with a new" servant ""

Maestro's reflection did not
And he suggested viszavi night,
To play on the violin
Music that is not familiar to him

The cramped immediately began to play,
And according to Maestro Tartini
The game began to shock
I did not hear this in mom

And from the spiritual impulse he
Awakened from Morpheus,
And realizing that this is just a dream
To the tool rushed rather

Grabbing violin and bow
Forgets to change the shirt,
Remember he wanted without notes
At least one devilish line

But it did not work out all
Only trill the repetitions sounded
I had to write it one and
To take it as the beginning

Soon Tortini Sonatu add
But, alas, she is not a roving ideal,
Maestro slightly violin did not break
After all, there are few ideal in Sonata.

And I want to tell you friends,
Old men, children, guys and girls
Complex melody for violinist
Titled: "Il Diavolo Sonata"