Текст песни Шут - Светлый житель

You light a resident of future centuries ,
you , lover of antiquity , on the day of the appointed
open the anologii poems ,
undeservedly forgotten , but firmly .

And thou shalt be like a clown dressed in taste
my era and frachnyh syurtuchnoy .
Leaning . Listen . How loudly
old days - sink muses .

Sixteen rows crowned oval
with an unclear picture dare ...
disdained their dilapidated syllable ,
neatness and my poverty.

I am here with you. you are not free to take cover .
For your chest , I pryanul through the gloom .
That chill you feel : draft
from the past ... Farewell . I am pleased .