Сурганова и Оркестр - Мне Нравится, Что Вы..

( MPEG4 AVC 16:9) Surganova Orchestra - I Like That You Are Sick Is Not Me. A fragment of the music show “New Year’s Not Blue Spark“ - 2004. Cover version song from the film “Irony of Fate or Enjoy Your Bath“ from the poems of Marina Tsvetaeva. Кавер версия Песня из кинофильма “Ирония Судьбы или с лёгким паром“ - Мне нравится, что вы больны не мной - на стихи Марины Цветаевой. Новогодний Не Голубой огонёк - 2004. text..: I like that you are not obsessed of me I like that I have no obsession of you Even then, when the earth does not float away from under our feet I like that you can be a funny, dissolved, - and not playing with a words And not blush suffocating wave Slightly adjoined ours sleeves. Thank you! from the heart and shaking hands For the fact that you did not knowing about it - so loved me.. For my peace of night, for occasional meetings during the hours of sunset, For our not-walks in the moonlight, For the sun, not-over our heads For what I like that you are not obsessed of me For what I like that I have no obsession of you Thank you! from the heart and shaking hands For the fact that you did not knowing about it - so loved me.. For my peace of night, for occasional meetings during the hours of sunset, For our not-walks in the moonlight, For the sun, not-over our heads For what I like that you are not obsessed of me For what I like that I have no obsession of you original text..: I like that you are not obsessed with me, I like that I have no obsession either, And not for once in the eternity The heavy earth beneath our feet will wither I like I can be funny and be free, Be careless with words and never bother To be betrayed by tide of blush when we Brush with our sleeves when passing one another. I also like that in my company You’re confident enough to hug the other, You don’t foretell infernal suffering To me for being kissed by other lovers. I also like you never call in vain The sweet inflection of my name, my sweetie And that we’ll never live to see the day When wedding bells hail us with nuptial greetings. I thank you from the bottom of my heart For loving me so much quite unawares: For nightly peace that you will never thwart, For twilight dates that can not be more scarce, For moonlight walks that we will never start, And for the sun above that’ll never wear us, For you, alas, who’re not obsessed with me, For me, alas, with no obsession either.