Текст песни Воскресенье - Музыкант.... очень хорошая песня....

The musician hung his frock coat on the back of the chair
With a nervous hand straightened a black bow around his neck
Come closer soon to hear better
If you're not too drunk yet
About unfortunate and happy about good and evil
About fierce hatred and holy love
What is happening, what's happening on your land
Everything in this music you only catch
Around you noisy things run your years
Why did you come into the world? You didn’t always remember
The sounds of the violin are all living things
Sleeping in you wake
If you're not too drunk yet
About unfortunate and happy about good and evil
About fierce hatred and holy love
What is happening, what's happening on your land
Everything in this music you only catch
Tired of violin at least someone age pain and fear
Tired violinist gulped wine pulling a tailcoat
And left without saying goodbye forgetting the dumb case
Like an old man was drunk today
And the melody remained a breeze in the foliage
Amid human noise, barely perceptible
About unfortunate and happy about good and evil
About fierce hatred and holy love