Story Behind the Song
"A dream (son) of a Uni Bosendorfer Imperial"
Lyrics
Uzh nynche polnoch' na dvore.
Derev'ya v tyomnoy sinive
Lenivo vetkami kachayut,
I grust' na nas vsekh navevayut.
Dovol'no! zliye kolduny -
Nedobroy machekhi syny.
Ya ne poddamsya vashim charam,
I v etot chas ne budu starym.
Krasiv i molod ya v sey chas,
Grustit' ne stanu iz za vas!
Vot na stole, tak bel i chist,
Pristroilsya bumagi list.
I v polnoluchnoy tishine,
On vyzovy brosaet mne:
"Dover'sya mne moy gospodin,
O, pokoritel' vsekh vershin.
Svoyi pregrady oprokin',
I dumam vsem preday ty zhizn'".
Tak uzh i byt' moy konsul'tant,
Poetov tomnykh ad'yutant,
Vsyo vperedi! No po nachalu,
Ya rasskazhu tebe pro Galu.
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