Текст песни Афанасий Потапов - Оркестр надежды

Fake graying boy
With a guitar and elbows out,
In this play he laughs and cries
And hope to the stage calls.
Here he wounds his fingers with strings,
I. When everyone gets tired of it,
For him, it will dazzle
Long-awaited Hope Orchestra

The director left his corpse
What did he find, Marseille or Paris?
Fresh wind sweeps the cobweb
On the sheets of lonely posters

The director will not deceive himself
And maybe from abandoned places
For him, it will dazzle
Long-awaited Hope Orchestra

Here the farewell candles trembled
Faded into oblivion
Maybe a great power dreamed
Monologue in black and white foyer.

Somewhere the horses froze on the brink
And rushed forward to heaven.
For him will dazzle
Long-awaited Hope Orchestra

Old boy wake up
We are with you at the beginning of the beginnings
Regret reigns in our hall
The waltz is spinning again by candlelight

Old scene in autumn outfit
Got the cross too early
For her, it will dazzle
Long-awaited Hope Orchestra