Текст песни Даниил Шургальский - Мадригал

Why poetry?
Once deaf
Princess to the nightingale sings.
why burn
And sing a song (- 2010)
And wait for the arrival of December?

why the sadness
After all, she was not sorry
For thy heart chains
When she
Always alone
And the troubadour does not need it.

clarinet sings
That there is no happiness
He echoed guitar to the beat
Always alone
among the paintings
Love broken crank

She does not care
To small troubles
She did not hear the groaning of the heart
She was sweet to live
The luxury of lies
Among the artificial crowns

forget fool
Nor whose hearts
Your does not touch the spring
sleeping princess
And look into the distance
I misted window

They are all waiting for
when they come
They were distant countries princes
And weaving a crown
Two hearts
With golden stone arch

Leave dreams
they are empty
They will drive you crazy
And your inheritance
That singing voice
And to pull the string

write poetry
words are easy
Why do you love prison
Thou a
And my heart sing
Love will find you itself