Текст песни Прасковья Неазовская - Сонет

Shouting about faith as unquestioning
There is a fee of life , since wander disputes
But you , my innocent Madonna
Why look at me with such a reproach ?
      
To understand the sinfulness of the womb of his angry
Not able to none of the strengths of the world
Soul contorting under the mask of jade
Will order Beelzebub - Go in peace !
   
That humble jester for poison
I explained without laughter and deception
Eyes cover up in the whirlwind of pantomime
     
I was threatened with death Exposing secrets
With all the creations of the heart are not accidental
In his heart of any artist - a pilgrim .