Blondes and Brunettes
- Блондинки и брюнетки
(Transl. Jacob Gore)
Dark hair is what really does it for me,
a brunette is sure to drive me mad.
But they say that it's a lucky omen
even once to take a blonde to bed.
And who's in demand on today's market,
who's in fashion, wanted day and night:
full-lipped brightly blonde beautiful darlings,
with a touch of bitchiness inside.
Each one's breast is, naturally, perky,
like a rosebud, wonder to behold —
must be wonderful to kiss such cocky,
firm and never sagging silicone!
With great legs and torso — sheer sweetness,
top rate ass and belly, all can see!
Next to them, a Botticelli's Venus
would not get past casting on TV.
In our big-brother show, "House Two",
the women — gems all, through and through,
all young, all trim, all beauties, all beyond compare!
And when to bed to go it's time…
If they'd just hide what's in their minds,
you'd think, what priceless women must be staying there!
We're no monks, we've nothing against beauty.
But yet we've said that beauty's from within.
Now peroxide colors every cutie,
what a blonding boom we're living in!
Some young fool by high life gets enamored,
wishes to become a striking blonde,
to be bathed from head to toes in glamour,
get a stunning body of her own.
Soon she'll find a gentleman with money
and will clamp onto him like a crab;
He'll say, "You've got something there, honey!"
after her new breasts she lets him grab.
Rendezvous in luxury will follow,
earrings, furs and trinkets of all kinds;
he will get to know her and to own her,
paying off her debts he will not mind."Oplateel — obladai":
"paid it — own it"!
Simply "oplateel — obladai"."Oplateel — obladai":
"paid it — own it"!
Simply "oplateel — obladai".
While the gentleman, he owns this wonder,
Wonder will need only but a year
to strip him to the bone like a piranha,
then she will move on to her next meal.
And on television, on a talk show
pouting her new lips, she'll shyly tell
how she there was beaten, bullied,
and insulted and just sullied,
and how her whole life was living hell.
Suffering is in her every gesture,
eyes — resigned, in tragic sadness mourn.
Fiddling with her little cross, so restless —
Sonya Marmeladova, reborn!
Gentlemen with money, think it over,
don't rush in the next time, let it pass,
don't confuse Natasha from Rostov and
fictional Natashenka Rostova!
Tolstoy isn't here or he'd have told us —
well, at least Zhvanetsky's here for us!
But let's be honest for a spell —
brunettes can chomp you up as well,
once you are caught, you will forever be in debt!
So gentlemen, we must conclude,
the color of her hair is moot,
a decent person is what you should want to get!
You don't need a surgeon and you know it,
there's no need for you to bleach your curls —
color of your hair, like spouse's wallet,
that is something to be thankful for.
Our whole country's drowning in the dark, and
who is shining for us in that dark?
Both the brunette Tina Kandelaki,
and a blonde named Ksenia Sobchak.
No, a blonde I would not ever turn down,
all my passion to her I would bring.
But who asked me anyway? Well, no-one,
that's why with such courage I can sing.
Even if a blonde stood there stark-naked,
I would pass her by without a glance,
that's because I only love brunettes, and
not every brunette, but only one.
That's because only I love brunettes, and
not every brunette, but only one!
Last edited by Jacob Gore on 15.03.2015 16:44, edited 1 time in total.