Текст песни Вениамин Смехов - Есть в графском парке черный пруд

Bride Count 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 man , Earl .

From the bride enters the house and brother ,
Young priest ,
After it with the sisters say
Not razolёsh water.
Singing goldfinch , pipes deer,
Selected for the wedding a nice day .

There is a park in the count black pond -
There are lilies in bloom ...

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

But his wife ?! Have mercy , Lord!
Horse collapsed temper !
And the count to ease her breath,
Tissue tears from her shoulder ,
And dress with shoulder crawling itself ,
A stamp on the shoulder burns !

The executioner was a whale , and now -
There lily blooms ! ..

Count criminal wife .
And her brother - not a brother .
Sister with brother Satan
Crowned as saying.
Well count? Not husband and a widower,
Both - in a whirlpool . And the end .