Sing, sing, lyre
(BG/George)
Sing, sing, lyre;
Sing about how half the world
She gave to me – and then chased away;
Sing, sing, lyre;
About how on the street Of Peace
Cannon-mortar hit into me – and then it died.
Sing, sing, lyre;
About stupidities of the ancient world,
About a rabid member of a satyr and the futility of his craft;
Sing, sing, lyre;
About exclamations "майна" и "вира",
They say, three times three – twelve;
I don't believe about it, but nevertheless
I don't want to give up my dream,
Let my existence – a lie;
There in the distance – hippodrome of Nagasaki,
Where senselessly bleats a goat;
All on light – a riddle and untruth,
Sing, sing, lyre;
About the mysteries of triple kefir,
About the lack of spirituality of the clergy and first love of a goat;
Sing, sing, lyre;
About how from a top of the Pamirs
She brought to me the idol – and then took away.
Sing, sing, sing...
Sing – and die, lyre!
Sing, sing, lyre;
Sing about how half the world
She gave to me – and then chased away;
Sing, sing, lyre;
About how on the street Of Peace
Cannon-mortar hit into me – and then it died.
Sing, sing, lyre;
About stupidities of the ancient world,
About a rabid member of a satyr and the futility of his craft;
Sing, sing, lyre;
About exclamations "майна" и "вира",
They say, three times three – twelve;
I don't believe about it, but nevertheless
I don't want to give up my dream,
Let my existence – a lie;
There in the distance – hippodrome of Nagasaki,
Where senselessly bleats a goat;
All on light – a riddle and untruth,
Sing, sing, lyre;
About the mysteries of triple kefir,
About the lack of spirituality of the clergy and first love of a goat;
Sing, sing, lyre;
About how from a top of the Pamirs
She brought to me the idol – and then took away.
Sing, sing, sing...
Sing – and die, lyre!