Be silent, you are unreal - Girl with a pan flute
Be silent, you are unreal.
I made you up by myself.
You jingle like golden wheels,
The empty wallet is full of them.
It's warm and light here with you,
You give me a higher pitch,
Sincerely, against multitude,
Believing that I am rich.
Be silent, you are unreal.
You are nothing but smoke.
A smoke after cigarette chill
by which I cheaply invoke…
Girl with a pan flute
Strange, but all after all
I think, you stand by my side.
I can even feel your warmth
And can touch your perfect line.
You want to leave me – it’s true!
What else do I deserve?
A moment to admire you
Until fingers getting burnt.
Are you leaving? – It’s a dawn…
Just in case, you can find me here.
Please come, what you are not,
or what you are, dear,
Girl with a pan flute…
I thank you for being with me!
And as a wizard, I wish it to you,
I give it to you!
Let Mozart be always by your side!
Let pan flute be always next to you,
As Ole-Luk-Oie, the favorite doll and summertime,
And pure blue sky, and a thousand wonders of sense!
You are from Heaven, my little princess!
(The song "Girl with a flute" written and performed by Alexander Litvinov under a pseudonym Venya D'rkin; translation from Russian to English is made by Daniel Rublev)
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