Константин Тарасов
Письмо из Африки translation of lyrics

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English translation of Письмо из Африки by Константин Тарасов
The plane to Africa sailed,
Where plum and black Zulu,
I you, of course, saddened,
But what I bought here beads!
And elegant two bracelet
Stones cheap but beautiful,
What a hat for you for the summer,
With the lace you asked for.
 
Miss me! Miss me!
And don't look out the window for hours,
After all, February is the shortest,
Well, meet me in March.
 
Yellow turquoise Paradise February
Blinding our vision of the North,
I wish I could take all the flowers with me
For you from fancy trees.
Too bad you can't get the wind in your hands
And the cascade, slipping snake,
But maybe I'll paint the evening
With bright red, ploughed earth.
 
Miss me! Miss me!
And don't look out the window for hours,
After all, February is the shortest,
Well, meet me in March.
 
The tears tame Mustangs
I recently just realized,
You no beads and no mango
You don't, and I'd rather stay.
There, in Moscow, now, perhaps, slush
Or again snow piled,
And not boring, if Yes, to sew and cook
Where did you make so much?
After all, no one today will not look,
Sleeping heir, and the portfolio laid.
You March not setuy - he was coming,
But the arrival of the soonest is impossible.
 
Miss me! Miss me!
And don't look out the window for hours,
After all, February is the shortest,
Well, meet me in March.
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