Текст песни Вера Матвеева - Уист Уи

Wilson MacDonald's Poems

"Whist-woo!"
Little Dee
I met in the thicket
On my way.
From my hideout
As if on a hunch
There was a quick one,
Said, "Wait a minute!
So close to me, man tall
On me so intently
Better not look.
I beg you please look at the sea
You look at the sea
Whist-wie. "

And I went to the sea
And I saw soon
Three little elves who asked me:
"Have you seen the girl
Dark-skinned girl
What was hiding somewhere at dusk? "
I didn’t tell the truth to them,
I said, "I haven’t seen,"
And like squirrels, jumping
Hid from my eyes;
To see the dark
Her dress is modest
They searched all corners in the thickets.

And in the shade of the trees
I, not believing the ears,
A quiet cry heard: "You love, love!"
“Whist-woo,” I replied.
And I looked at the branches, -
Everyone is thrilled with your disappearance. "
“Whist-wie” - two words, two short words.
Birds are ready to repeat them today,
The sea sings them, thy cherished words:
"Whist-wie, whist-wie."

I looked at the thicket
On the trees are slender,
As before, there were restless birds;
Only little Dee
He won’t say: “Whist-woo”,
She will not solemnly say to me: "Whist-woo."

And I went down the hills
In the mountains
And found a grave there
Beneath a high mountain;
He quietly knelt down
And sadly wrote
In the sand with your hand:
"Little Dee is sleeping here,
He sleeps near the sea.
Everything passes.
Whist-wie. "

Not earlier than October 1972