Текст песни Павел Курзаков - Прима

In a room full of jazz and smoke
Yesterday's prima lies on the bed
Hidden from cameras, newspapers, lenses
They will never be allowed in
Into this world

Shadows don't like bright lights
Their world is only in tones of black and gray
You can't see a zgi in this gray den
In vain do not burn your heart, because they have a bright fire
To nothing

Run Run,
Run Run,
Run Run,
Run Run,
Run Run,
Run Run,
Run Run,
But remember

That the slaves of Melpomene are not forgiven for treason,
Play queen, they will love you forever
And let it be a secret to unknown newspapers
What prima hides under a thick layer of makeup

Unclench the rods of the cage,
Run away to freedom
And hide somewhere
From my own role