Текст песни Шмели - Всё будет хорошо

The artist driven by corruption laughs
He tickles the nerves of the canvas with a brush.
The last unfortunate star fell,
In the stretched canvas it beats and beats
And seeks to fit into the central thread,
And again blind and beckon endlessly ...
The picture is transparent and there is no face in it,
We'll have to land at his feet ...
The artist was exiled and cursed for this
With enormous powers of measure of tradition,
But he managed to appear in the picture as a shadow
Without the sun and other solid light ...
And I should know why and where you came,
Then I would not sleep, take off, search,
And most importantly, in time to find out
That everything will always be fine ...