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Tên bài hát: Rasputin
Ca sĩ: Boney M
Sáng tác: unknown
Album: Boney M Hit Collection 3 Painter Man
Ngày ra mắt: 01/01/1970
Thể loại: Âu Mỹ, Pop, Electronic / Dance

Lời bài hát Rasputin – Boney M



Bài Hát: Rasputin
Ca Sĩ: Boney M

There lived a certain man
In Russia long ago
He was big and strong
In his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him
With terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks
He was such a lovely dear

He could preach the
Bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire

But
He also was
The kind of teacher
Women would desire

Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian Queen
There was a cat
That really was gone

Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Russia’s greatest love machine
It was a shame
How he carried on

He ruled the Russian land
And never mind the Tsar
But the kazachok
He danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state
He was the man to please
But he was real great
When he had a girl to squeeze

For the Queen
He was no wheeler dealer
Though she’d heard
The things he’d done

She believed he
Was a holy healer
Who would heal her son

Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian Queen
There was a cat
That really was gone

Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Russia’s greatest love machine
It was a shame
How he carried on

But when his drinking
And lusting and his hunger
For power became known
To more and more people
The demands to do something
About this outrageous
Man became louder and louder

“This man’s just got to go!”
Declared his enemies
But the ladies begged
“Don’t you try to do it, please”
No doubt this Rasputin
Had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute
They just fell into his arms

Then
One night some men
Of higher standing
Set a trap
They’re not to blame

“Come to visit
Us” they kept demanding
And he really came

Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian Queen
They put some poison
Into his wine
Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Russia’s greatest love machine
He drank it all
And he said “I feel
Fine”
Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian Queen
They didn’t quit
They wanted his head
Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Russia’s greatest love machine
And so they shot him
Till he was
Dead
Oh
Those Russians