Текст песни Лора Бочарова - Колыбельная Альбуса Дамблдора

Why, you ask, you have to be brave,
If the rate was the life?
... Because dare
Nicolas Flamel,
Because the truth more lies.

And if there
Even the stars break into the abyss -
What can I say about people?
Their nature is known.
Do not confuse with the collapse of a bad first match.
... My boy, do not cry.

Why do fools in the world, all right?
Children age brief hopes.
But deciding the work
Paracelsus and Fludd,
Do not depend on the speeches of the ignorant.

And if there
Even the sun enough spots
What can I say about people?
Every third traitor.
But the court in June, and slow your executioner.
My boy, do not cry.

How to save? How to go in the dark?
You fatally alone.
Oppression and captivity
Was in charge of Saint-Germain,
And at the heart of light there are no roads.

And if there
Even I doubt the answer,
What can I say about people?
This mere children.
But remember - the lion-faithful defender and hot.
My boy, do not cry.