We were alone, I remember . . .
We were alone remember I . ..
Мы были вместе, помню я...
''My byl'i vm'est'e, pomn'u ja . . .
The night was in a state of ferment, and the violin sang,
Night was agitated violin sang
Ночь волновалась, скрипка пела,
Noch volnovalas', skripka p'ela,
You were mine in those days,
You in those days were mine,
Ты в эти дни была моя,
Ty vehti dn'i byla maja,
With every hour you grew more lovely.
You with every hour grew lovelier.
Ты с каждым часом хорошела.
Ty skazhdym chasom khoroshela.
Through the quiet murmur of the streams,
Through quiet murmur of streams,
Сквозь тихое журчанье струй,
Skvoz' tikho'e zhurchan'e struj,
Through the secret of the womanly smile
Through secret of womanly smile
Сквозь тайну женственной улыбки
Skvoz' tajnu zhenstvennoj ulybki
A kiss was crying out to your lips,
To lips was crying out kiss
К устам просился поцелуй,
Kustam prosilsa potseluj,
The sounds of the violin were crying out to your heart . . .
Cried out to heart sounds of violin
Просились в сердце звуки скрипки...
Prosilis' vserdtse zvuki skripki . . .
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