Vanessa Paradis - Varvara Pavlovna Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Varvara Pavlovna

She's pretty, but for whom?
Who smiles at her?
Who writes to her about boredom?
Pretty, under her umbrella
on Nevsky prospekt.
Who will revive her?
The river Neva
flows away,
 
carrying her hope,
her little silk handkerchief.
 
Fear makes Varvara Pavlovna cry.
She just discovered pain,
at night when she prays for him not to die.
She pictures the men, the soldiers, the emperor.
 
There, one June evening
There, behind the Venetian blinds
I saw Varvara's groom
walk away.
 
Fear makes Varvara Pavlovna cry.
This bottomless depth
is her heart.
Varvara Pavlovna will not listen to her sisters anymore.
She loves silence and modesty.
 
Fear makes Varvara Pavlovna cry.
She just discovered pain,
at night when she prays for him not to die.
She pictures the men, the soldiers, the emperor.
 
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