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Do you love? I love.

— Do you love?
— I love.
— Prove!
— I'll prove.
— And will you get a star?
— Yes, I'II, can.
— You have lied!
— I'm not lying!
— You won't can get, reach out to the sky, and tear away how a cherry.
— I'll can!
— You’re lying again, so go and prove!
— But then I'll give my life.
— So give, for me!
— But will what be then?
— You'll prove love.
— I'm not ready yet.
— Go away!
— Why?
— You’re lying to me, you'll be lie.
— But it won't be me, will you suffer be?
— So what, you've said, so you should get, and otherwise I don't want to know you!
— Okay, just know, this all — isn't a game, I'll can prove, that the words are true, only you'll be regret about it very much. You'll get a star, it won't keep you warm. Love warms in winged hearts, warm feelings, trust in cute eyes. Reciprocity warms and felling of flight. A only minor note will stay to you.
— Wait, where are you?
— I have gone for a star for you to the end of the world, wait for the night!
— How should I know, that you will bring a star?
— You'll understand, you'll see. I've told, I will can.
 
And they dispersed, the girl in dreams,
And the guy with the sadness in green eyes.
He remembered the warmth of her gentle lips,
Her smile, and her beauty.
 
He remembered her unobtrusive laugh,
And the expressive shine of clear eyes.
And the heart sang, the soul sighed.
She is so beautiful and so good.
 
And he was ready on everything for her.
Cause he loved her more than all life.
And the guy went, he went forever.
Nobody knew, he didn’t answer where.
 
And a girl, only at night approaching to the window,
Suddenly she saw a light, a bright light from the rain.
And that rain wasn’t made of drops and tears,
It was an expressive rain of bright stars.
 
And it seemed, that the sky was tearing on parts,
Failing to subdue these stars to their power.
And the clock stopped, and time slowed down.
And the girl looked, unable to believe.
 
Cause she’s never seen such beauty,
And suddenly she began to laugh with soul.
Yes, he loves her, he doesn’t lie, she believes.
And she’s running to him to his door in the middle of the night!
 
But the door is opened, and the lights are on everywhere.
Everything is in its place, and he isn’t at home.
And she expected his vainly,
She didn’t close her clear eyes night and day.
 
A trace was etched into her memory forever,
Starry rain and farewell, solemn light.
True love is capable if victim,
It’s high, and infinitely free.
 
She has a huge, powerful power,
I ask about one thing — trust loved ones!
 


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Oh, Doctor Faust
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Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
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Oh, Doctor Faust
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Oh, Doctor Faust
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Oh, Doctor Faust
 

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On board of the Aspasia





You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
 

Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
 

One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
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in the noise without turning back
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Gramophonomaniac





In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 

Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
 

And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
 

As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 


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At the End of the Park





When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
 

It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
 

Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
 

If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
 

You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
 

(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...