Текст песни 60. Король и Шут - Танец злобного гения

Weasel mischief-maker, a lover of books
Slick player who lives between the lines
And because it is open
Invisible path at any point.

Chorus:

Dance of the evil genius
On the pages of works
This player is without doubt
and the hero will begin to chant

Pour poison into the soul, it is always glad
In just one hour you will read it
he is free to go and change
Line and her sense of the whole topic.

Chorus:
The old house of the evil genius
On the pages of works
This game is without a doubt
and doom will lose!

Reader drunk, opened a novel
Spill the wine, I went to the window!

Chorus:
Dance of the evil genius
On the pages of works
This is without a doubt a hero
Doomed to wait defeat!