Не о том грустишь ты в полуночном баре, Не о том поешь ты в душных кабаках. Девочка, ты скрипка, скрипка Страдивари, Скрипка Страдивари, но не в тех
крик, и стало в мире светлей Не о том грустишь ты в полуночном баре Не о том поешь ты в душных кабаках Девочка ты скрипка скрипка Страдивари Скрипка
Сіла птаха білокрила на тополю, Сіло сонце понад вечір за поля Покохала, покохала я до болю Молодого, молодого скрипаля. Покохала, зачарована струною
Мила жадана Долею дана Слів оксамити Падали до ніг Плакало щастя Де ти кохана В серці моєму Ноти сумні Скрізь заборона Як охорона Може забуду Може все
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a mortal stake so vindictive Your love's slipping away Violins, into this ashtray life Violins, the butt of your sick joke Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go Violins
-shake me like a tambourine Some beat me into the wall In the song of my life Baby, you're the violin In the song of my life Baby, you're the violin
for your violin, for your violin She said, "Catch me if you can You better plan, gentlemen" Gonna catch me [Incomprehensible] For your violin, for your violin
me a backwood, roll a violet Blow the smoke out and scream violence Only thing slowin n-gga down is the violin Yeah The violin, yeah the violin Game
scream to me Violin, violin, violin Get the bow going, let it scream to me Violin, violin, violin Get the bow going, let it scream to me Violin, violin, violin
still inside On old men's streets Ghosts of never beens Voices of the Violin Cried for many Nights Flames of the mind Hunted evil kinds [Chorus] The Violin
to play the violin. Now his baby shoes are obsolete, He's growing like an ivy-weed And every day he hears his father say "He'll play the violin, His
Nowhere you'd rather be than fifteen blocks away Tonight you're embracing it, tomorrow, who's to say Deem love unconditional but the real world don't
laws And all we needed was a net To break our fall They're searchin' for diamonds They're grabbin' at straws Sex 'n sin Sax 'n violins It's hell Wooden
got plenty of good love left woman if you'll just use it You know the older the violin the sweeter the music And I can play a symphony of love Like a thousand violins
Sunken are the eyes of my creation into a glass containing smelly puss Whatever sense of gratitude I may have felt It went away too soon He was your
[The Enchanted Violin] Par espaces immobiles,lointain. Ames lumineuses sont transportees Avec rythme cadence A la derniere demeure, par espaces immobiles
You couldn't possibly understand what I'm going through? I hope someday you'll have, better for you. In feeling sorry for you. I don't feel sorry for
