Текст песни Бегемот 2007 - Песня Шута

Song of the jester "(to the movie)
Loofs of the screens are harvested in the face
Slap and scars so to face
Suit jester so presses and crammed
But the jester will endure everything, the jester will stand

And there will be warm quarters in grace
And I will fly a falcon over him
Let go from the word clown not going anywhere
I'm clown with a very proud heart

Let the princes with a dog equal
Let me friend a palace wind
But the Roman Jester is only a marquis one
In addition to Marquis, anyone in the world

Palace - Prison for the Dead and Living
There are no friends in it, no demons no saints
And the word of honor that has long been in the mouth
For them it only means emptiness

I feel sorry for their souls I pray for them with secret
When my name is Raigita Fool
I'm sorry burning in the plan of hell
I'm a clown with a very kind heart

I feel sorry for their souls, I pray for them sometimes
Let him sleep without light and pillows
But the Roman Jester is only a marquis one
In addition to Marquis, anyone in the world
(summer 2006)