Текст песни Балабанов Юрий - Похороны Пьеро

And at the funeral of a sad Pierrot
Played band march and were sullen face,
And somewhere in the heavens so loud and bright
Sang whether the nightingale, or other bird.

And a small orchestra, forgetting the usual step,
Under the singing nightingale suddenly whirled in a waltz,
And on two wheels limped hearse
By the cemetery gate playfully rolled.

And gloomy crowd, hearing the wonderful waltz,
And the song of the nightingale, and the sound of the wheels on the stones,
He exclaimed: "Pierrot, do not leave us,
For you, we will go, and the song will be with us! "

And ladies were sweating under the coat, barely breathing,
They hurried to the elderly, and the children had fun.
And it seemed all that sad soul
Sad Pierrot suddenly smiled death

Romance from the film "Love, harbinger of sorrow."