Текст песни Алексей Никонов - прости за стыд

I'm sorry for the shame
sorry for the faith ,
a silly kind
and manners,
for what he called himself a poet -
sorry about that,
forgive me for laughing , and these wounds ,
for what I got you ,
but they say I 'll soon
punk - old.
Rope , gun, poison
and overdose .
deserved fame
long and seriously.
But unless you get a clean
leave under fire?
I remained an anarchist ...
Or maybe it was not me?