Текст песни Валерий Меладзе - примадонна

Like a wounded bird
With plumage of gold
You will go to the platform
And I see, I see you happy.

Sing, for me, only sing, prima donna, sing with a wounded soul, prima donna.
Dying every time.
Laugh in the face of fate, prima donna,
No stranger to you, prima donna
To the role of a terrible and simple
Be a star.

And with its weary gaze crowned with a tear
You will go out into this hall and as if you see a dream, but the dream has melted

Here it is, the last fight, prima donna,
Sing to your destiny, prima donna
Laugh in the face of fate, prima donna,
No stranger to you, prima donna
To the role of a terrible and simple
Always be alone!

Give me strength, oh heaven, to drain this bowl to the bottom,
Where you haven’t been, they have already poured her wine
She was shouted "Bravo!" for a whimsical farce, raised a glass to a happy ending!