Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - Немое кино

Even in the silent films;
The viewer enthusiastically went anyway .
Instead of dialogues only lip movements
It goes without saying it is clear who is smart ,
And who is stupid .
Funny gestures and glances
Heroes of intrigue, those
Who knows the blissful moment.
How naive , ridiculous,
With unforgettable times
Black-and- white, silent sleep.
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Action naphthalene
Old fashion parade.
 Man in kinobudke ,
Twists while ago.
From there the beam on it ,
A hushed ground, among other things ,
Part of the silent film .

Terrible drama , fire a gun .
Burning ladies , jealous husbands .
Oh, frustrated groans
Jarring piano.
Tapёr hits the keys , it is a pity they are not .
 And yet ...
His cheeks were wet from women slёe
In this beautiful world of dreams .
Those passions fervor faded ,
Those stories now
Hardly touched, alas , we are .
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