| Forever you have troubled the peace of the soul,
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| Oh bayadere, oh bayadere
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| I don't believe that you are next to me...
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| At the hour when the sky darkens
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| And the moon will shed its pale light,
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| Slender light shadow,
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| With a ghostly vision
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| The bayadère swims in the dance.
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| The gleam of her radiant black eyes
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| The stars were eclipsed at the midnight hour.
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| flexible movement,
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| Music and singing
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| We will probably remember more than once!
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| Oh bayadère, oh beautiful flower!
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| When I saw you, I couldn't forget...
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| I'll be waiting for you,
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| I will call you
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| In trembling hope, worrying and loving.
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| Oh bayadère - the embodiment of a dream,
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| Oh bayadère, you are in my heart, only you!
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| I'm ready to forget everything
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| I'm ready to give everything
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| For your tender word!
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| The night spreads its velvet dress,
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| Gently the bells are ringing
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| in orderly rows,
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| Light feet
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| Bayadere hurry to the grove.
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| Their path is illuminated by the brilliance of the moon,
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| Their movements are full of bliss,
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| Music and singing
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| passionate longing,
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| We will probably remember more than once!
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| Oh bayadère, oh beautiful flower!
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| When I saw you, I couldn't forget...
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| I'll be waiting for you,
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| I will call you
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| In trembling hope, worrying and loving,
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| Oh bayadère - a dream come true!
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| Oh bayadère, you are in my heart, only you!
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| I'm ready to forget everything
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| I'm ready to give everything
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| For your tender word! |