Текст песни Paul Kreminski - A Painful Story

I hear the tune of "Moonlight Sonata"
 from which the star world of sound froze.
 Sonata magic that once
 Beethoven dedicated his beloved.
 
 Love can not be explained in words,
 in love and the young Beethoven without words
 tune "Moonlight Sonata" alarming
 his beloved spoke about love.
 
 The sad days, in the days of bad weather and separations
 May the Holy remember any -
 Music - is the smile and happiness,
 Music - is love!
 
 In the window lonely star flickers,
 on the key number of the lunar ray fell.
 At night the piano maestro plays
 sonata, which called lunar.
 
 Beethoven I can not sleep at night, can not sleep,
 floats over the earth unearthly tune,
 piano and crying ... In the moonlight eyelashes
 tremble at your favorite music from that.
 
 The sad days of failure and sorrows
 May the Holy remember any -
 Music - is not only sound,
 Music - is love!
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