Actress

Crowded hall, concerts,
 Planes, trains again,
 Fleeting life moments –
 It is and always will be.
 The city of a distant country,
 Rehearsals again and again,
 There are no equals for you…
 A flurry of avations-flowers, love.
 Your life, all in the palm of your hand,
 You forget about yourself sometimes,
 The sun is red in the sea will drown –
 There will be a spectator forever with you.
 Your voice is God's gift,
 So carry it, so give it to everyone,
 The way of the earth is very short,
 Will fly by, we will not notice at all.
 If you own something big,
 Accordingly-more demand,
 Save, save, longer,
 This bright bouquet of roses.
 Even if she was tired,
 Get up – they're waiting for you somewhere,
 Just a minute, just a little,
 Your songs make you happy.
 Your voice brings you back to life,
 Gives people joy, warmth,
 We are sometimes capricious –
 And we do not appreciate what is given.
 Don't be in a hurry to quit your job,
 Don't be in a hurry to go anywhere,
 You haven't sung your songs yet,
 And you still, to live and live!