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YA
otkroyu
dver'
i
kolokol'chik
zazvenit,
I'll
open
the
door,
the
bell
will
ring,
Kofe
mne
nal'yot
barmen,
ya
vyp'yu
za
vesnu
v
Parizhe.
The
bartender
will
pour
me
coffee,
I'll
drink
to
spring
in
Paris.
Samolot
vlyublonnyy
za
romantikoy
letit,
The
plane
flies
in
love,
chasing
romance,
A
ya
odna,
mne
po
tebe
skuchat'
nikto
ne
zapretit.
And
I'm
alone,
no
one
can
forbid
me
to
miss
you.
Romantika
Parizha,
ya
po
krysham
blizhe
k
nebu
khochu.
Parisian
romance,
I
want
to
be
closer
to
the
sky
on
the
rooftops.
Parizh
svoyey
vesnoy
mne
v
grud'
streloy,
ya
ot
boli
krichu:
Paris
with
its
spring
pierces
my
chest
like
an
arrow,
I
scream
from
the
pain:
"Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
i
pust'
sud'ba
vernot
nam
schast'ye.
"Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
and
let
fate
return
our
happiness.
Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
proshchay
lyubya,
no
ne
proshchaysya".
Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
goodbye
my
love,
but
don't
say
farewell".
Kruassany
s
shokoladom
s"yem
ya
bez
tebya,
I'll
eat
chocolate
croissants
without
you,
S
vetrom
my
spoyom
na
bashne
pesnyu
pro
vesnu
v
Parizhe.
With
the
wind,
we'll
sing
a
song
about
spring
in
Paris
on
the
tower.
Tol'ko
rasstoyaniye
znalo
kak
lyublyu
tebya,
Only
the
distance
knew
how
much
I
love
you,
No
neuzheli
ty
ne
slyshish'
serdtsa
moyego
nabat.
But
can't
you
hear
the
alarm
of
my
heart?
Romantika
Parizha,
ya
po
krysham
blizhe
k
nebu
khochu.
Parisian
romance,
I
want
to
be
closer
to
the
sky
on
the
rooftops.
Parizh
svoyey
vesnoy
mne
v
grud'
streloy,
ya
ot
boli
krichu:
Paris
with
its
spring
pierces
my
chest
like
an
arrow,
I
scream
from
the
pain:
"Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
i
pust'
sud'ba
vernot
nam
schast'ye.
"Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
and
let
fate
return
our
happiness.
Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
proshchay
lyubya,
no
ne
proshchaysya".
Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
goodbye
my
love,
but
don't
say
farewell".
Romantika
Parizha,
ya
po
krysham
blizhe
k
nebu
khochu.
Parisian
romance,
I
want
to
be
closer
to
the
sky
on
the
rooftops.
Parizh
svoyey
vesnoy
mne
v
grud'
streloy,
ya
ot
boli
krichu:
Paris
with
its
spring
pierces
my
chest
like
an
arrow,
I
scream
from
the
pain:
"Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
i
pust'
sud'ba
vernot
nam
schast'ye.
"Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
and
let
fate
return
our
happiness.
Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
proshchay
lyubya,
no
ne
proshchaysya".
Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
goodbye
my
love,
but
don't
say
farewell".
"Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
i
pust'
sud'ba
vernot
nam
schast'ye.
"Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
and
let
fate
return
our
happiness.
Lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
proshchay
lyubya,
no
ne
proshchaysya".
Love
me,
like
I
love
you,
goodbye
my
love,
but
don't
say
farewell".
Lyubi
menya,
lyubi
menya,
kak
ya
tebya,
kak
ya
tebya...
Love
me,
love
me,
like
I
love
you,
like
I
love
you...
Proshchay
lyubya,
no
ne
proshchaysya...
Goodbye
my
love,
but
don't
say
farewell...
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