Попробуем спеть знаменитый романс Марии Пуаре на английском?
I was returning home, my heart was filled with joy
Although I could not tell what made me feel so happy
It seemed to me that I have beed just lucky
My life was wonderful and easy to enjoy.
I was returning home. New moon was shining bright
It looked through open windows of my somber wagon.
And morning bells rang at the distant chapel
As dawn began colouring heavens with pink light.
I was returning home, I thought about us,
Confused with doubts my thoughts were mixing up and breaking
Sweet slumber touched my heavy tired eyes
Ah just how much I wish I never were awaken!
Я ехала домой - translation
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