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The King of poets

Ivengo was my dear friend,

The novell of the freedom,

About dreams, about land

Of Magic at the dinner…

We’ll go away from cruel world

To reach the perfect hapiness

I’m kind, polite, you are my lord

And mow you are the best friend!

I’ll be your princess of the nights,

You’ll be my King of poets,

My Robin Hood, the best of knights!

Let’s open our show!

10. FIGHT FOR LOVE

1

Do you feel the sorrow of my heart?

Can your father be proud of you tonight?

There is only one thing in my mind:

I will fight for love, I will fight for love.

Let me go from solitude and jokes.

We forgot about choice and hope.

I am on my way to one result:

I will fight for love, I wll fight for love.

Chorus:

Fight for love – It’s all right.

Fight for love, fight for love.

Not to die, not to die,

Every day, every night.

2.

Let us start our own standard game

To correct mistakes and try again,

Choose the rules instead of no control,

Play with glory and forgotten roles.

It’s like the memory of famous times

I’ve listened to your prays and advice.

Please, remember all the words I’ve said…

Don’t be affraid, don’t be affraid!

11. Alla Pugacheva

«Позови меня с собой!»

«СALL ME BACK TO YOU!»

1.

Now I see that the wind of the evil today

Brings you again from

Me and there’s no shadow of you in this game!

It doesn’t ask me…

Maybe I want fly with you in blue sky

With the yellow leafs in the fall,

Like a bird in my story for all!

Chorus:

Call me back, please, to your arms!

I will go to you forever!

No one cans let us apart!

I will come to where you’ve never

Been to places where I’ve been!

Draw me picture with the sunburn,

Where the brokenhearted dreams

Make a power of the mountain streams!

2.

How long I was founding of you for the years,

When people laughed at

Me but I thought you will be with me again,

But you are going…

You can’t look for night but my portrait’s the same,

And now I can usually say:

«Please, let go to the shadow again!»

3.

When the night comes into my city again,

When moonlight laugh at

Me I run from the houses, and bridges, and trains

To cold and twilight!

I look for the dreams of you, You are my God,

But in the opening door

I usually go with your «NO»!

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