Maria Yudina [English translation]

No I am not, no I am not

Maria Yudina

I don’t have a revolver

In the bottom of my bag, no F-key

And yet, and yet I hear the hammers

So often, so often on the piano

No I am not, no I am not

Maria Yudina

I have no rhapsody, no symphony

At the tip of my fingers

But I hear, I hear the hammers strike

So often, so often on the piano

No I am not, no I am not

Maria Yudina

No I am not, no I am not

Maria Yudina

Alone, the night eye, or even destiny

Which chose her, which protected her

Which put her under that spell

In another life or every day

Audacity stood firm and argued

Flight is at the tips of the fingers

No I am not, no I am not

Maria Yudina

From mystery to steel glove

Always the first to keep the faith

But I hear, I hear the hammers strike

With accents of resistance thank to her piano

But I hear, I hear the hammers strike

With accents of resistance thank to her piano

• Artist:La Grande Sophie