Tamara [English translation]

In front of the Bolshoi theater

I've been waiting for hours

Your white greyhound Berzoj

was barking at the door

At minus twenty six degrees

Moscow is drifting off to sleep

I'm melting like snow

when you put it on your hand

Chorus:

Tamara,

Waiting makes me terribly tired

The wind of the white night stings,

But you’re not here.

Tamara

Nothing has ever been sadder

If only we were just a little further south

Somewhere down south

And I was terribly cool

I didn’t fall for your tricks.

Was it just as cold

for the sailors with Aurora?

Even if you were more beautiful than the Neva river

and more luxurious than the Hermitage

Not even Gilbert Becaud would wait for you

That would be his loss and shame.

Chorus:

Tamara,

Waiting makes me terribly tired

The wind of the white night stings,

But you’re not here.

Tamara

Nothing has ever been sadder

If only we were just a little further south

Somewhere down south