We have danced eight days in Italy
we were three days in London
the public was won
we have played for the French
the entire room was standing up
at Palais des Sports in Paris.
The life of an artist is my life for me
the Bolchoi and the tours
let me get to know the great evenings
but when I come back home
Maria Ivanovna, I am happy to see you again.
How will make this mad Nicolas
he wanted to stay and live there.
If I was away from you and away from Russia
I know I'd die of nostalgia.
It is true that in France, everything is different
we walk at midnight and then we speak with people.
There are shops where you would like to take all away
and there are songs in the pubs.
Aux Champs-Elysees, I found for you
Makeup products and also fine tissues.
I spent some good times
But, Maria Ivanovna, I am happy to see you again.
How will make this mad Nicolas
he wanted to stay and live there.
If I was away from you and away from Russia
I know I'd die of nostalgia.
I remember you in my arms, Nicolas,
I took him tight on my heart in a departure lounge
he said he loved us, Maria Ivanovna,
but we will converse further another night.
He told me he loved us both
but talk to me rather of you
I am happy to see you again