Vladimir Suev
I'm a musician, I play everything from the stage,
And I see your enchanting flight,
You are so beautiful in this white dance,
That I was moved all the way to tears.
You're spinning, you're in the dance of old sounds,
And I've got a shiver running through my body,
And I want to shout to you from the stage:
-You are so beautiful, so beautiful lady "Night"-.
For you to play I'm ready for a long, long, long,
That this moment would last without end,
And I take the last chords,
And my music subsides.
I'm coming up here again to the microphone,
And I speak softly from the stage to the hall:
-For the lady "Night" now I will perform
A melody where words are not needed.
And there were extraterrestrial sounds,
The string sang no matter how anyone sang.
Charming the hall, my soul succeeded,
Bewitch you, and it wasn't a dream.
Everyone listened in silence and did not whirl in the dance,
The hall froze and waited quietly,
Everyone in front of the lady of "Night" here parted,
And Lady Night stepped across the hall.
She sounds ethereal,
Confidently on the stage rose,
And she was the only one who succeeded,
The artist in front of everyone to kiss.
The hall erupted into a storm of applause,
It's rare to see this here,
The string kept singing in the roar of applause,
And we flew up with her through the night.
08.06.1997, Volkovysk.Фото с интернета.