Текст песни Чересказань - Шпильман

Forgetting about the sense of duty
And other cute trifles,
I come from afar
And I stay not long.
Under the snow, in the rain and slush,
With a guitar faithful on the shoulder
I accelerate the darkness of the night
And I helped cry.

On foot or in a carriage
Always slightly visited
They do not like me at court,
But children adore.
"Feel under the fence
With such views on life! "-
Told me in the monastery
And they kicked out with shame.

Poets will understand me
I'm not waiting for mercy
Ready three hundred times a year
Change priorities;
Do not believe or believe
But for four days
Nothing touches me
In addition to playing on flute.