Dosvyedanya Mio Bambino
The samovar is full of teaYou stare unblinkingly at meWhile your car waits in the freezing rainI know your soul calls Moscow homeBut your heart belongs to RomeSo for years I've followed you in vainBut oh... will you ever know... what you are!
Dosvedanya, mio bombinoDosvedanya, mio bombinoThere is a place where only you alone goThere is a world that only you alone know
Along an endless balconyAbove the Adriatic SeaI tried to storm the Kremlin of your heartIn Florence we were on the mendBut that mazurka had to endYou missed the naked trees of Gorky ParkBut oh... will you ever know... what you've lost!
Dosvedanya, mio bombinoDosvedanya, mio bombinoThere is a place where only you alone goThere is a world that only you alone know
But oh... will you ever know... what you have!Dosvedanya, mio bombinoDosvedanya, mio bombinoThere is a place where only you alone goThere is a world that only you alone know
I heard you finally settled downIn a warm Italian townSo I took the train to see you thereYour wife is sweet and you're well-fedYour daughter tucked away in bedStill, you looked at me with great despair"I hear snow is falling on Red Square!"
val-de-ree, val-de-rah, val-de-ree, val-de-rah,val-de-ree, val-de-rah, my knapsack on my back!