Текст песни Вертинский - пани ирэна

I am insanely afraid of golden captivity
your copper snake hair
I'm in love with your delicate name Irena
and in the traces of your tears, your tears

I am in love with your proud Polish hands
into this blood of blue kings
into this pallor of the face to delight to the agony
burnt by my song

how can you forget these childish shoulders
this bitter tear-stained mouth
and the emphasis of your strangely sophisticated speech
and eyelashes weary flight

and winged eyebrows and beatrice's forehead
and spring in the turn of the face
oh how hard it is to love in this world of decency
oh how painful it is to love without end

and turn pale and endure and not dare to get carried away
and holding your heart in your hand
carefully leave forever refuse
and still smile in anguish

I can’t don’t want finally don’t want
and welcoming the joyful captivity
I'm throwing my heart from the stage like a ball
well catch princess Irene