Vitas English Lyrics-20TH Century Hits

20th Century Hits

2008

In the District of Magnolias
Speaking Doll
Love While You Can
Forgive, God!
The Leaves have Fallen
In the Chamber
Strange Feeling
The Moon
Birdie
Rare Bird
Potemkin Staircase
Scarlet Dawn

In the District of Magnolias

One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight...
Unaware of grief...grief...grief
The sea laps in the land of magnolias...
The boys sitting on the fence
Make me feel blue...
Dancing couples...couples...couples...
The tune is familiar, even an old one...
The sweet voice of a bass-guitar
Is stirring up my memory...
Never mind...never mind...never mind...

Just the same way a long time ago
We used to run up here, guys
Our eyes were sparkling like agates
And flush was playing on our cheeks...
The couples are dancing to the chords
In such a fashionable manner
And one can speak freely
About life and about love

The sea laps in the land of magnolias...
The boys are sitting on the fence...
Involuntarily I can catch admiration
In every glance of theirs...
The boys are fed up with fighting
They see girls in their night dreams...
However, today's dancing is not for them
But this song is right for them
And I'm giving it to them as a gift.

One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight...
The couples are dancing to the chords
In such a fashionable manner
And one can speak freely
About life and about love
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight...

Speaking Doll

I am under the glass in a shop-window
Looking through the window on a rainy day
I never take my glassy eyes off that picture
Everyone just passes by but one little girl
Says: "What a sad toy!
Daddy, Daddy, please
Daddy, Daddy, please
Give me this doll, dear Daddy
Daddy, Daddy, please
Daddy, Daddy, please
Give me this doll, dear Daddy"

It was raining outside all night long
The winds were playing the chimney
I dreamed that father and daughter
Were taking me along to their home
In the morning my dream came true
Father and his little daughter turned up again
"Daddy, Daddy, please
Daddy, Daddy, please
Give me this doll, dear Daddy
Daddy, Daddy, please
Daddy, Daddy, please
Give me this doll, dear Daddy"

Oh, I'm going to be happy now!
They'll take me along, my dreams came true
How nice it can be
When someone else needs you!
The girl is cheerfully laughing outside
This child has a simple reason to be happy
"Daddy has given
Daddy has given
Daddy has given me this doll!
Daddy has given
Daddy has given
Daddy has given me this doll!"

Love While You Can

There should be no advising in love
Lovers can settle things themselves
That's why I am singing my song
With such a refrain.

Love while you are up to it
Be jealous while you're up to it
Suffer while you're up to it
Dream while you are up to it

If someone has been abandoned
Don't you show your compassion
Offences come and go
And we are to fight for happiness again

Love while you are up to it
Be jealous while you're up to it
Suffer while you're up to it
Dream while you are up to it

I am singing nothing but truisms
And of course everyone knows them
That's why my heart
Sincerely repeats the same refrain.

Love while you are up to it
Be jealous while you're up to it
Suffer while you're up to it
Dream while you are up to it

Forgive, God!

I shall wash myself with the holy water
And stand praying at the icon.
I ask God to absolve Russia from sins.
I’m looking at a silver cross
But see crucified old Russia,
And I’m praying with penitence and a bow to God
In the hope of forgiveness.

God, please forgive us for everything:
For the crosses that were pulled off the churches,
For the killed Czar,
And for the burnt icons...
God, please forgive us for everything!

I’m feeding pigeons near the temple
And looking in hope at the sky.
Great God, please grant us absolution
And take Russia off the crucifix.
Let us restore the defiled temples,
And their domes will shine at down.
Just give us the hope of forgiveness,
And our country will become powerful again.

God, please forgive us for everything:
For the crosses that were pulled off the churches,
For the killed Czar,
And for the burnt icons...
God, please forgive us for everything!

The Leaves have Fallen (or Flown Away)

The poplar leaves have flown away –

The inevitable situation repeated in the world...

Don’t regret the leaves,

Don’t regret,

But regret my love,

But regret my love

And tenderness...

Let the tree stay bare,

Don’t curse the noisy snowstorms.

Is it anybody’s guilt

That the leaves have flown from the trees?..

The poplar leaves have flown away...

The leaves have flown away...

In the Chamber

It is light in my chamber,

This is because of the night star.

My mother will take a pail

And silently bring water.

My red flowers in the garden

Have completely faded.

The boat in the river shoal

Will completely decay soon.

The lacy shadow of willow

Slumbers on my wall.

It will be a busy day for me tomorrow:

I will water the flowers,

Ponder my fate

And make a new boat

Till the first night star...

It is light in my chamber,

This is because of the night star.

My mother will take a pail

And silently bring water.

Strange Feeling

The Moon

In the evening after the long day, I run into you –

Your eyes, lips, hands, and shoulders...

I know, this is a disease, but I cannot overcome it,

And I will not feel better without you.

It is like a waiting room

Where the world again became lonely without you...

Oh, what a nice moon is in the sky!

I wish I would go mad tomorrow

To have no need of thinking and guessing

How long I should wait...

Not to wait is more difficult than to wait, but you hardly understand me...

The seconds fall like drops.

The night that is so alike to the rain will be over again,

And we will become like strangers.

The clock hands stopped at the five minutes to the end...

Why don’t you want to come here?

Oh, what a nice moon is in the sky!

I wish I would go mad tomorrow

To have no need of thinking and guessing

How long I should wait...

Birdie

I believed to part with you

was not a problem

And I didn’t take our

meetings seriously.

This was just a passion

Everybody will tell you this,

And as regards love till death –

God forbid!

And when you told me:

‘We have different ways’,

I answered, smiling:

‘Fly, my birdie!’

I was probably out of my mind

And didn’t realize what I was losing at that moment,

Please forgive me, forgive me.

Without your love, I am lost

Fly to me soon, my birdie!

Since we parted

I do not eat. I do not sleep.

But just continuously repeat

That ‘I love you’.

Every day I live now

is like a nightmare,

I beg you to forget all

and come to me.

I will forget your words

‘We have different ways’,

You will forget I said

‘Fly, my birdie!’.

We will forget these phrases,

And happiness will immediately return.

Please forgive me, forgive me!

Without your love, I am lost

Fly to me soon quickly my birdie!

Without your love, I am lost

Fly to me quickly, my birdie!

Rare Bird

My friends gifted me a royal bird,

A rare bird that one can't help being proud of.

I loved her with all my heart; I accepted and understood her.

I fed her fragrant honey from the palm of my hand.

A rare bird lived in my home,

A rare bird with two golden wings.

I released her so she would not be sad at night

And hit her shoulders against the sharp lattice rods.

With a song she flew into the snow-white blizzard,

Only a golden ring remained for remembrance.

A rare bird lived in my home,

A rare bird with two golden wings.

Where are you now, and at what heights do you fly?

Rare bird, have you found someone else?

Have you again gotten into strange hands?

Or are you free, or, more exactly, lonely again?

A rare bird lived in my home,

A rare bird with two golden wings.

Potemkin Staircase

The rumor about this southern city has been spread not without reason -

Such cities are rare in the world!

When walking along the Deribasovskaya Sreet and sunny boulevards,

I have no desire to leave this city.

The last hydrofoil boat has sailed away from the shore,

The sea is covered with rest and paradise.

The Potemkin Staircase is the eighth miracle of the world

But maybe even the ninth one – I cannot claim this.

To walk along this staircase is not easy,

I am counting step by step as usual.

But my thoughts become distracted; I lose count of the steps,

The rushing years seem like the rungs to me.

The last hydrofoil boat has sailed away from the shore,

The sea is covered with rest and paradise.

The Potemkin Staircase is the eighth miracle of the world

But maybe even the ninth one – I cannot claim this.

I am walking up the miraculous stairs, stubborn stairs

In this radiant evening

Let somebody traditionally call Odessa a mother,

But I want to call it a sister today.

The last hydrofoil boat has sailed away from the shore,

The sea is covered with rest and paradise.

The Potemkin Staircase is the eighth miracle of the world

But maybe even the ninth one – I cannot claim this.

Scarlet Dawn

Scarlet dawn,

Scarlet dawn, Scarlet lips,

And in your eyes

And in your eyes, the blue of the sky.

My long-waited love,