Текст песни Юлиан - Дубровский - муз. О.Иванов - сл. О.Чернышева

Album: you dance, I sing
(O. Ivanov - O. Chernyshova)

Tonight I did not sleep,
I read Pushkin's story "Dubrovsky".
And I need to fly my Spirit,
The rebellious spirit of him and calling me Dubrovsky ...
Estate fell and in anger I
Rich robbed, as if I am Dubrovsky.
And me the rules of Satan
In the crazy revenge behind the Father - I was Dubrovsky.

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And in the house of Trocery
Mary by the window
Beautiful and young
For the elder is given.
Waiting in vain, suddenly the shadow flashes
Vladimir in the garden? ... all over, beloved,
I will no longer come.

Did not know what your story
So can shake me, Dubrovsky.
You are close to me and, as in hell,
Tonight I'm grieving with you, Dubrovsky.
Your dream is your fate
With Russia, Viedan was, Dubrovsky.
But in the warrior field one
You were the hereditary nobleman.
You lost, Dubrovsky.

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