Александрия - Маленький принц. О Розе. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Very soon I learned this flower better. On the planet of a small prince always grew simple, modest flowers - they had little petals, they occupied quite a few space and did not bother anyone. They revealed in the morning in the grass and faded in the evening. And this sprout one day from the grain listed from the unknown, and the little prince did not reduce the eyes from a tiny sprout, not like all the other sprouts and wasnov. Suddenly this is some kind of new variety of baobab? But Kostik quickly stopped stretching, and a bud appeared on it. The little prince has never seen such huge buds and premeditated that he will see a miracle. And the unknown guest, still hidden in the walls of his green room, everything was preparing, everything was injected. She carefully selected paints. She dressed in slowly, one after another trying the petals. She did not want to appear on the light of the met, exactly some poppy. She wanted to seem in all the brilliance of her beauty. Yes, it was a terrible coquette! Mysterious preparations lasted day after day. And finally, once in the morning, the sun barely climbed, the petals opened.

And beauty, which so many works put, preparing for this minute, said, scoring:

- Ah, I woke up by nation ... I apologize ... I still completely disheveled ...

The little prince could not restrain the delight:

- How beautiful you are!

- Yes, truth? - was a quiet answer. - And notice, I was born with the sun.

The little prince, of course, guessed that the amazing guest did not suffer from abundant modesty, but she was so beautiful that the spirit was captured!

And she soon noticed:

- It seems time to breakfast. Be so kind, take care of me ...

The little prince was very embarrassed, found a watering can and watered a flower with a key water.

Soon it turned out that the beauty of Gorda and the oppression, and the little prince was completely angry with her. She had four spikes, and one day she told him:

- Let the tigers come, I'm not afraid of their claws!

"There are no tigers on my planet," the little prince objected. - And then, tigers do not eat grass.

"I'm not her grass," the flower noticed offended.

- Forgive me…

"No, tigers are not terrible to me, but I'm terribly afraid of drafts." You do not have a screen?

"Plant, but is afraid of drafts ... very strange ... - thought a little prince. - What is the difficult character of this flower. "

- When the evening comes, cover me with a cap. You have too cold here. Very uncomfortable planet. Where I arrived from ...

She did not negotiate. After all, it was listed here when she was still a grain. She could not know anything about other worlds. Stupid to lie when you are so easy to see! The beauty was embarrassed, then coughed once, so that the little prince felt how he was to blame:

- Where is Shirma?

- I wanted to go after her, but I could not hear you!

Then she silent stronger: let him still peak conscience!

Although a little prince loved a beautiful flower and was happy to serve him, but soon in his soul awakened doubts. Empty words he took to heart and began to feel very unhappy.

"In vain I listened to her," he said trustingily once. - Never listen to what flowers say. We just need to look at them and breathe their aroma. My flower drank myself with the fragrance of my planet, and I did not know how to rejoice. These conversations about claws and tigers ... They would have to touched me, and I was angry ...

And he also admitted:

- I didn't understand anything then! It was necessary to judge not according to words, but on affairs. She gave me her fragrance, illuminated my life. I should not have run. For these pathetic hectares and tricks, I had to guess tenderness. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young, I was not able to love yet.