Текст песни Король-олень - Тарантелла

I only knew how to gasp and groan
To grieve and weep and grieve.
Tired of it, tired of it
Tired of it, tired of it
And now you can't live on this.

I did not throw glances, but glances,
But now I want something different
Tired of it, tired of it
Tired of it, tired of it
I will chop all the dishes.
Tired of it, tired of it
Tired of it, tired of it
I will chop all the dishes.

It turns out that you were among us
And it didn’t seem to be ...
You're just emptiness that doesn't care.
And on earth - love
And above the ground is the sky ...
- And I eat an apple and look out the window.
Please, if you please
I give in, okay ...
I will go to Deramo to say one thing:
- Beloved king, how ugly you are.
- And I eat an apple and look out the window.

Tired of it, tired of it, tired of it, tired of it ...
- And I eat an apple and look out the window