Madame

     Muses. N. Motkov Words by N. Motkov                                                        I go to the "Gold Star" - a VIP restaurant,                                 Waiting for me are guests, friends,                   Bar, sound of guitars, bright miracle - "cancan", "                               Glitter, reflections of mirrors,                         Dancing, chanson, variety shows, casinos,                                 Whiskey, cocktails, wine,                        I met a woman like Monroe,                             As in the "Hollywood" razgulay, roam, walk, I fill the glass, Eh, roam, walk, walk, drink, call the whole room,      Eh, razguljaj, razguljaj, razguljaj, the intoxicating wine drunk,     In the hall "Gold Star" I found my happiness, my head circles it                                        Ramps, soffits, saxophone sounds,                                       I invite Madame,                         Loving favorite, wonderful chanson,                                    I dedicate the song to you,                  On the brotherhood of the VIP "Champagne" we drink,                                     I give a bouquet of scarlet roses,                           As if in an oasis of happiness we sail,                                   In the pool of magical dreams                                              Sounds "Love you", we drink intoxicating wine,                                     Betting in the casino,                          Here I am destiny, I found my happiness,                                    "Oh, how beautiful it is"                              The hall triumphs, exults, sings,                                 "Bitterly" all of us wish,                             I kiss my lips, I give a diamond,                                  "You are incomparable to Madame"