Текст песни Олег Шепрут - Калейдоскоп

What is sincere childhood in this world,
Where is the truth with the lies of friendship did not lead ?!
But we grow up and inherit
A set of sins is like a neck for a noose.
What could be more dangerous than a word
Which is right and wrong.
That's why it's so harsh
Responsibility for these words.
There is nothing sweeter than women in the world -
When they are hungry
Sometimes they do things like that ...
It is a pity for the men that the body is not strong.
And false, she plays so sincerely
But what to do - this plot is not new.
Who says: friends are not chosen,
He himself brings enemies into his house.
And what is more real than a bloody fight
In which and the conventions for what ?!
The intensity of passions is like in a camp barrack
And everything that is at hand is used.
What could be more disgusting than a disease?
It is better to be healthy and rich.
And then the doctors, medicines ... even though you crack,
The whole world is not nice and just right to howl like a wolf.
And death? What is stupider than an early death ?!
Don't run away from these well-aimed arrows.
Although she is a lousy, right marks
Those who were too daring during their lifetime ...
The days are flashing as if on the screen:
Who is "lucky" or fabulously "happy",
He hits someone and wounds very painfully;
A kaleidoscope is what Life is!
She is of color and variety;
Get to know her, banishing longing and darkness,
Know both beauty and ugliness.
And don't be alarmed when you take the first step.
© Oleg Sheprut, June 30, 1993 - March 25, 2014