Творческое наследие Муслима Магомаева

из оперетты «Роз-Мари»

http://www.muslim-magomaev.ru/pesnya-brysa.mp3

Фрагмент концерта в к/з Россия «Незабываемые мелодии» 1988г.

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Oh, sweet Rose-Marie, it’s easy to see
Why all who learn to know you, love you.
You’re gentle and kind, divinely designed,
As graceful as the pines above you.
There’s an angel’s breath beneath your sigh,
There’s a little devil in your eyes.
Oh, Rose-Marie, I love you!
I’m always dreaming of you.
No matter what I do, I can’t forget you.
Sometimes I wish that I had never met you,
And yet, if I should lose you,
‘T would mean my very life to me,
Of all the queens that ever lived I’d choose you,
To rule me, My Rose-Marie!
The song of the Spring is heard when you sing,
And when you laugh the birds seem thrilling.
But angry, oh my, you’d think that the sky,
With storms from the north is filling.
Then when smiles have chased away your frown,
Seems the sun itself is shining down.
Oh, Rose-Marie, I love you!
I’m always dreaming of you.
No matter what I do, I can’t forget you.
Sometimes I wish that I had never met you,
And yet, if I should lose you,
‘T would mean my very life to me,
Of all the queens that ever lived I’d choose you,
To rule me, My Rose-Marie!
No matter what I do, I can’t forget you;
Sometimes I wish that I had never met you!
Of all the queens that ever lived I’d choose you,
To rule me, My Rose-Marie.

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