Песня Принцессы (Princess Song)

This is adorable...

It is a song of a princess from a Russian story.

I recently got rejected this part from a play... Sad.

Oh well, listen to the beautiful song!!!!

It is the princess singing about how the king, her father (I got that part instead), doesn't let her be with the one she loves, and the man is singing about that too... So cute!!!!

Here is the translation:

Princess: A bird is suffering in her cage;

She is unfamiliar to flight.

I am too, just like a bird,

In the castle, behind a lock.

The Dude: The sun will come up behind the forest, not for me though.

Without my dear Princess, I cannot survive a day...

Princess: Oh what is this, what happened?

What just happened to me?...

In my own castle,

I lost all calm...

So cute!!! I love Russian love songs <3

25 Floor...

My favorite song...

Here is the translation:

Hello to you, my Rome #3,

My lonely piligrim,

Came back to the city of his chilhood,

In search of fire.

On the crossing of all times,

Winged by the july wind.

With this summer's new rain, meet me,

Meet me...

The one who passed the 7 seas,

That one will have enough power,

To fly with the wind like an unwritten letter.

The sun is pouring lemon juice,

And all of this sugar sand is melting,

And this warm evening is so clear, weightless...

My love lives on the 25 floor...

Your soul calls me, and I am already learning to fly.

My love lives on the 25 floor...

And my soul is already flying to yours.

Bridges and canals are awake,

And midnight flowers will fill each word with magical scents.

Somewhere in the golden lights of the passing car,

The boulevard is flying by,

And barely, barely touching the sleepy clouds...

You believe birds and poems,

And stars drip down your cheeks,

And the fire reflects in the puddles...

The whole city smells like gasoline,

And, like the mint snow on your lips,

These days and the fairytale of love will melt.

My love lives on the 25 floor...

You soul calls me, and I am already learning to fly.

My love lives on the 25 floor...

And my soul is flying to yours.

Ballerina on a Boat

A piece of happiness :)))

-What's in your hands?
- Happiness.
-Why is it so small?
-It is only mine. But look- its so bright and beautiful!
-Yes... Amazing!
-Do you want a piece?
-Can I?
-Give me your hand, I'll share!
-Oh, it's so warm!
-You like it?
-So much... Thank you!
-Don't say thank you to friends.
-Why?
-They understand without words. By eyes.
-And other people?
-Others say thank you to other others. Time will pass, and you'll understand.
-You know, I feel much better now that happiness is in my hands.
-That always happens.
-What if I share it?
-That will add some to yours!
-Why?
-I don't know myself. After that it just becomes more warm!
-Can you burn your hands?
-Hands get burnt on jealousy. It is impossible to burn them on happiness!
-You know, I know who I will share this miracle with.
-I am happy for you.
-So...
-Yes, see you later. Share it, so many people need it so much!