Текст и перевод песни Vitas - The opera

The opera

Dom moy dostroen, no ya v nem odin,
Khlopnula dver' za spinoy.
Veter osenniy stuchitsya v okno,
Plachet opyat' nado mnoy.
Noch'yu groza, a nautro tuman,
Solntse ostylo sovsem.
Davnie boli idut cheredoy,
Pust' sobirayutsya vse.
Dom moy dostroen, no ya v nem odin,
Khlopnula dver' za spinoy.
Veter osenniy stuchitsya v okno,
Plachet opyat' nado mnoy.
Eto - sud'ba, a sud'bu ne mogu
Ya ni o chem prosit'.
Tol'ko ya znayu, kak posle menya
Stanut vetra golosit'.
Pa-ra-rum, pa-ra-rum,
Pa-ra-ru-ray-ru-ra-rum,
Pa-ra-rum, pa-ra-rum, ray-ra...

The Opera

My house is built, but I'm alone inside,
The door slammed shut behind you.
The autumn wind is knocking on the window,
Crying again above me.
A storm at night, and fog in the morning,
The sun has cooled completely.
Old pains come one after another,
Let them all gather.
My house is built, but I'm alone inside,
The door slammed shut behind you.
The autumn wind is knocking on the window,
Crying again above me.
This is fate, and fate I cannot
Ask for anything.
Only I know how after me
The winds will start to wail.
Pa-ra-rum, pa-ra-rum,
Pa-ra-ru-ray-ru-ra-rum,
Pa-ra-rum, pa-ra-rum, ray-ra...