Книга стихов. Мои любимые артисты. Наталья Пономарева

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      I’ve heard about your love-story.

      About War, about Peace

      About gentlemen and glory,

      About chocolate and twist!

      About Royal Architecture,

      About marketrs on the streets,

      About voices in wild nature,

      About ocean of the tears…

      What could I do with you, romantic?

      Without pounds for your dreams?

      Where is your home? Where is your Lady?

      The road is your home between…

      Between two tragedies in Roma,

      Between two little drama things,

      between the tongue and ache of stomach,

      between the luckiness and the risk!

      I wanna be your dancing Lady,

      I dance with moonlight in the rain

      There will be song of London Dandy

      And Moscow princess in the train!

      Let’s show, let’s show

      The fest of snow,

      My little doll, my little doll!

      Autumn wind begins so brightly and so strongly,

      The last leaf goes down on the road…

      Forest goes to bed, O, don’t you

      Want to see me dancing with you? Draw

      Me picture of October evening!

      Golden flowers, golden Moscow snow

      I am singing opera with Kipling,

      I am playing Mozart with my John (Lennon)!

      «Be sure, I’m in love with you» —

      The nightingale sang to Rose..

      What could you show me something new?

      To cry? To laugh? Or to support?

      Support from death under the sun,

      Support from evil with the man

      O! Godness, you must fly and run,

      Like angel. Like an airplain!

      Big blue eyes and golden hair!

      Look at me, my funny fellow!

      Russian people love yzou,

      You are Moscow Child, too!

      Every day and every weekend

      We play hunting, shooting, fishing,,

      Golf and tennis on green grass,

      Football fans with football balls

      And economy from Smith!

      Every day and every week!

      Rains in Moscow and in London!

      And Democracy with freedom!

      English Queen and English Crown…

      «Welcome to the Albert Hall»

      – — Где ты бала сегодня, киска?

      – — У королевы у англисйкой (С.Я.Маршак)

      – — И днём, и ночью кот учёный всё ходит по цепи кругом! (А.С.Пушкин)

      Little, little Pusy Cat,

      You’re the owner of my flat!

      PUSSY likes to catch the mice!

      Your black coat is so nice!

      You’re the Lady of my dreams!

      Come to sit on the my kneers!

      Milk and meat are lovely food!

      Let’s play football with my foot!

      Little, little Pussy Cat!

      You’re my Angel in my bed!

      You’re the present for my birth!

      You’re the dream of every girl!

      The melody of my heartbeat…

      The skyies in my eyes are so blue!

      The dancing of leafs is the best thing!

      The Love of my Motherland, too!

      I try to run out of forests,

      But there’s neverending at all!

      I wanna to kiss golden Autumn

      And cry with my all Russian boys!

      I love You, my Russia, I love You!

      The rye and  the bread on my meal!

      The bears, the rabitts, the tigers…

      I love all my forests and fields!

      The moon is like orange in sugar…

      I wanna be Angel is sky!

      Please, tell me, what are you doing?

      I wanna be with you tonight!

      I wanna be light like a cloud,

      Like «Straberry fields» with the stars

      I wanna be with you, you found

      The feeling like fire in heart!

      The church of my songs is to die for

      For honesty, loneliness, jazz!

      I wanna be princess of snow,

      I will be in love and unwise!

      Orange Rains in Moscow,

      Orange rains in Greece,

      I just manna want you

      To make real all your dreams!

      Dreams about Theatre,

      Dreams of ancient Art,

      Dreams of five «blind dates”and

      Dreams of friendship of black and white!

      There will Angel singing,

      I forgot my name,

      Let us save this feeling:

      Orange Moscow rain!

      The red rose of yesterday evening,

      Your love was so wonderful, too

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