Текст песни Алла Пугачева - На бис...

The concert is over,
But the song is endless ...
Let them switch off on stage
My long-tired microphone.

I, instead of a microphone,
I'll sing in a bud of a tulip -
Let it remain in the hall
He who believes, believes and is in love,
And in love, and in love.

I'll sing you an encore!
Do not sing your own song, but your life!
You can not return love and life!
But I'm an artist, I'll repeat

His fate for an encore,
Let my voice get tired.
Familiar eyes I see in the hall
Among the thousands of eyes.

Familiar eyes,
I adore you,
I hate you, familiar eyes,
Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I'll sing you an encore!
Do not sing your own song, but your life!
You can not return love and life!
But I'm an artist, I'll repeat.

My microphone is magical -
Everyone hears you whisper ...
To the only one in the world forever,
Forever, forever connected.

Thanks for the tulip,
For the song, the one that's in us ...
Thank you for the mist again lovers
Your gray eyes.
Thank you, thank you.

I'll sing you an encore!
Do not sing your own song, but your life!
You can not return love and life!
But I'm an artist, I'll repeat.
I'll sing you an encore!
Do not sing your own song, but your life!
You can not return love and life!
But I'm an artist, I'll repeat,

I will repeat the fate of the encore,
And life for an encore,
And a song for encore ...