IRINA SHULGINA

 

City Of Dreams

 

The music froze in the night,

But there is no disappointment,

And the "Salt" note is bitter again

From a stupid confession.

And the heart wants love,

Melody of love call me…

 

So often we meet bliss,

And this is the excess in life.

And in the note "Fa" there was a falsehood,

And in the note "Re" jealousy wanders,

But the heart wants love,

Melody of love call me…

 

To the city of dreams – Paris, where everything comes true,

Where madame and monsieur meet,

And the gentle "Lamour" sounds over the Seine!

The city of love is Paris, intoxicates with chestnuts,

So captivate with its secrets,

And I sing to you tenderly "Lyamur"!

 

From "To" to "Si" it rains,

In "Mi" disappointment again,

But you wait a bit

After all, desires are fulfilled,

And the heart wants love,

Melody of love call me…

 

The Song Is About Nothing

 

Evening, good page,

take me home.

This crew

You give it to someone else.

 

Street lamp

We will be beckoned by languid light,

Sunny amber

Dissolved by dawn.

 

The song is about nothing,

Just me, and only the evening.

He is his ray

Lights candles.

 

Subtle magic

He is touching the firmament,

The song is about nothing

Enlivens the notes.

 

For a long time about nothing

You whispered to me smiling,

And with your shoulder

Gently touching me like that.

 

Evening, you are my friend

From now on, forever.

The day is like a circle,

Meetings are endless.

 

Maybe There Is Love In The Heart…

 

Low, low clouds float over the ground,

Driven by a warm wind to the south.

You've forgotten me, maybe it's for now,

After all, we gave our word to each other.

 

I won't answer you, and I won't ask you a question,

You probably know the exact answer yourself.

Maybe love has been dissolved in the heart for a long time

And the answer is not given to me…

 

I believe our love was born

Like a morning ray at dawn,

But you obviously knew the question and the answer,

It was as cold as the north wind.

 

I won't believe it now, and at a banquet

I'm like a hunted animal, like a flower in the wind.

Maybe love has been dissolved in the heart for a long time

And the answer is not given to me…

 

Like a cold fog settled in the shower

And resentment, and the bitterness of separation.

I wanted to return everything, it's already too late:

I hear only sad sounds.

 

And the question is in vain, and I don't know the answer,

And I don't need you, and I don't need the whole world.

Maybe love has been dissolved in the heart for a long time

And the answer is not given to me…

 

IRINA SHULGINA

 

IRINA SHULGINA: Born in the Siberian city of Krasnoyarsk. Graduated from KSAMT. Composer, poetess, singer, vocal teacher. Honored Worker of Culture of the Krasnoyarsk Territory. Soloist Kras. state Philharmonic Ensemble "KrasA" Head of the family ensemble "Sisters". The Shulgin family is a laureate of the All-Russian competition "Family of the Year". Honorary Worker of Literature and Art of the LIK International Academy (Germany). Academician of the Petrovsky Academy of Sciences and Arts (St. Petersburg). Academician MARLEY (Canada). Academician LIK (Germany). Representative of the Federation of the World Society of Culture and Arts of Singapore. Member of the Union of Songwriters Kras. the edges. Member of ISP (Moscow). Member of SPSA and ISAI. The author of more than 300 songs in different genres, hymns, which are performed by soloists and groups from different regions of Russia. Laureate of International and All-Russian competitions. Grand Prix of the International Competition in France. Winner of the competition of individual grants of the governor of the region, for his personal contribution to the preservation and development of culture. Recipient of the Order of Merit in Literature and Art.