Текст песни Остап Бендер - Где среди пампасов бегают бизоны - Жил пират, не верящий в любовь...

Tango
Muses A.Zatsepina
sl.L.Derbeneva
sings V.Zolotuhin

Where among the pampas running bison,
And the sunsets over the baobabs, like blood,
He lived in the wilds of a sullen pirate Amazon
Lived pirate who does not believe in love.

But when one day, after a cannonade,
After a terrible battle, he returned home,
The slender figure of chocolate color
Hand waved from the shore.

Where there is love, where love,
Where there is love,
There's always bloodshed.

Like a statue of a girl standing,
And the pirate ship a hurried forward to it,
And in love with her, and he called it
Bird on the branches of your soul.

But one night a young cowboy
Creole slender he saw in the sand
And he odnoyu bullet killed both,
And wander along the shore in anguish.

And when in the morning, crying on the Creole,
He understood that at the heart of a passion can not be put out,
He shot himself, to forever silent
Bird on the branches of his soul.