Текст песни Песнь Атоса - В графском парке черный пруд

Bride Comte de la Fere
Only sixteen years old .
Such refined manners
Throughout the Provence not.
And look wonderful and gentle disposition ,
And love like a drunken graph.

Chorus:
There is a park in the count black pond.
There are lilies in bloom , there lilies in bloom , bloom ...

Bride of the Comte de la Fere
Becomes his wife .
And in honor of the Countess de la Fere
Hounded beasts of the forest .
Hunting in the forest, blow horns,
Spouses rush to hand arm .

chorus

But what about your wife? God have mercy !
The horse fell rashly .
And the count to ease her breath,
Tearing the fabric from her shoulder .
And dress with shoulder crawling itself ,
And on his shoulder burning brand.

Chorus:
The executioner was a whale , and this is
There lily flowers , lily blooms there , blooms ...

Well Count - not her husband and a widower .
Buch into the pool - and the end of ...

Chorus:
There is a park in the count black pond.
There are lilies in bloom , there lilies in bloom , bloom ...