Twenty Years From Today by Yuri Antonov, English by Vesper Lynd

I am asking you to please forget

All that has gone wrong

Let it go and try to understand

Where I am coming from

 

What I need to say you still don’t know

You are the only one to blame

All I know – it is a shame

To let you slip away

And let you go…

 

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A day with you alone was like a dream

You are such good sport

“Life is good!” is what I want to scream

This evening is too short

 

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I am asking you to be with me

Listen to my point of view

Plain to see and nothing new

That all I need is you

And only you

 

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Hold my breath and I will pray

That twenty years from today

I’d keep you near me and say:

“This love is here to stay”…

 

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Never had such happiness in love

I simply never knew

Ten decades like this alone with you

Would never be enough…

 

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Thankful to the fate that treats me well

For your love that’s always new

At will, I am under your spell –

All that I need is you

And only you

 

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I close my eyes and I will pray

That twenty years from today

I hold you near me and say:

“This love is here to stay”…

 

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‘A Word From A Father To A Son’ by Michail Zhvanetsky. English by Vesper Lynd.

…”When you will have a son, try to be careful. I’m afraid that you won’t be able to, but they are always different.

Me and you.

You and him.

You won’t be able to control him.

The first person who is completely dependent on you but you can’t control him.

This must be where difference between people lays.

This is impossible to live with.

You have an urge to punish, force to do as you want.

You could make him do it, but it’s better if he will – as you had – find his own path.

But basic knowledge – spelling, mathematics, conducting himself among people – he ought to be able to phrase.

First of all, what does he want from them and what can he give in return.

Just so that either to ‘demand’ or to ‘submit’.

Education helps to bear humiliation”.  (Applause)

 

 

“… Education helps to endure torture. Education earns respect in jail.”

“A rich man simply observes what he receives.

An educated person compares what he sees with something within himself and does not require anything in excess of that.”

“It is easier for an educated person to understand his counterpart.

An educated human will understand an uneducated human. Uneducated human will not understand educated human, my son”.

“Remember how we discussed with you that education is phrasing something of your own based on what you’ve read.

Even inexact citing is already something of your own under a different name”.

(Loud laughter)

“May your son will be educated.  A degree has nothing to do with it”.

 

 

Raft by Yuri Loza, English by Vesper Lynd

On a timber buoyant raft

Right through the storm, the rain and thunder

Following my childish need to wonder

Bringing only music craft

I will slowly sail away

After the clock will strike at midnight

So that my rhymes will come to limelight

And fill the world in which I’ll stay…

 

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It’s OK

It’s never been easy this way

I am weighed down by sorrow and pain

Mistakes, the old grief and disdain…

But my raft

Crafted from the songs and the words

With all the misgivings and odds

Isn’t so bad at all

 

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I am not running far away

From those who predict misfortunes

They’d have it the easy way

On solid land at quiet bay

They will never understand

What has changed in me today

What had called me far away

What had settled in my head…

 

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It’s OK

It’s never been easy this way

I am burdened by sorrow and pain

Mistakes, the old grief and the disdain…

But my raft

Crafted from the songs and the words

With all the misgivings and odds

Isn’t so bad at all

 

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The thread that’s pulling me to stay

I will tear in dismay

From the monotonous days

I will slowly sail away

On a tiny timber raft

Shortly right after the midnight

To light the world with vibrant colors

And give my life a brand new start…

 

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The Song of the Three Musketeers by M. Dunayevsky and Y. Ryashentsev, English by Vesper Lynd

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Be happy happy happy – sing glory to the Lord
With a beauty and a trophy and a  skillful lucky sword
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And swaying swaying swaying with the feathers on the hat
We’ll whisper to the Good Fortune: “A nice chitchat!”
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Again old saddle creeks upon the horse
The wind is blowing cold onto the recent scar
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Hey, Sir why had you gone again so far?
Can’t you afford self-pity and remorse?
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Be happy happy happy – sing glory to the Lord
With a woman of rare beauty and a skillful lucky sword
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And swaying swaying swaying with the feathers on the hat
We’ll whisper to Good Fortune: “A nice chitchat!”
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Yes, Paris needs the money – such is life!
The knights are also in a high demand
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But what’s on Earth a knight without a love
And what’s a knight without a practiced hand?
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Be happy happy happy – sing glory to the Lord
With a beauty and a trophy and a skillful lucky sword
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And swaying swaying swaying with the feathers on the hat
We’ll whisper to the Good Fortune: “Hey, nice chitchat!”
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Be happy happy happy – sing glory to the Lord
With a beauty and a trophy and a skillful lucky sword
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And swaying swaying swaying with the feathers on the hat
We’ll whisper to Good Fortune, we’ll whisper to Good Fortune
We’ll tell Good Fortune: “Hey…
… A nice chitchat – a deserved reward!”
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