Текст песни Светлана Зверева - Я буду маленьким шутом.

I'll be a little fool,
And at the ball with the Queen,
Kissing the hand you timidly,
Tears ukroyus under an umbrella.

And you, in the shining of a candle,
Among the bands, and give glory,
Lost in the ghost fun
In the stream of fiery speeches,

You will smile - you imply
Games alluring shade.
And you shepnёte Queen:
& Quot; What you funny clown! & Quot;

And I, in shabby wig
In the crystal glitter carnival -
I had fun just anyone
Foil on the old cap.

Fiery smile slipping
By steamy bright masks,
I distinguish the wicked paint
That poked fingers in me.

And the bell on the back
I like the cross I bear the hall -
You chose the belle of the ball
Ugly clown. And as in a dream,

Going to the longing for October
Blurring the laughter rain with cuffs,
The gentle rustling of harmonics
I understand that I love ...