Текст песни Андрей Федосеев - 9. Золотое руно

"What is there to decide?" - exclaimed the judge
Everything is clear as day
I'll tell you more - I won't be me
And the old rotten stump

After all, this guy is really crazy
Which have not been seen for a long time
He prepares, does not sleep at night
Imagine - to swim for the golden rune

In general, everything is decided - in his fool
Let it swim there
On my own, it's a sin to say, homemade Argo
Our brave sick captain

And around me now are soft walls
My shirt has long sleeves
And not yet see the wild sea of ​​foam
Because of the imaginary side

And in room 401 nobody sleeps
Napoleon corrects his cocked hat
After me he is the main psycho here
And I will persuade him to sail for the rune
But he says: "Hammer the bolt"
But he says: "Screw the nail in"
Because of your, he says, stupid ideas
We will never reach Paris

But my riotous friend agrees to make a hook
On its great path
And all is well, but that's just how
For us to leave this dungeon

People in white coats confuse us cards
Their pills bring sleep
"We'll capture Paris - all these freaks on the chopping block" -
Napoleon promises

But finally we were lucky
I broke through the soft wall with my head
The road behind the rune is open, which means
Time to leave the hospital rest

The siren is howling long, disgusting
The orderlies come out to catch us
"If caught - to the guillotine" -
Napoleon knows how to cheer

And in room 401 nobody sleeps
Napoleon corrects his cocked hat
After me he is the main psycho here
And I will persuade him to sail for the rune
But he says: "Hammer the bolt"
But he says: "Screw the nail in"
Because of your, he says, stupid ideas
We will never reach Paris

True or false, we're still free
And the sails are filled with the wind
The chase lagged behind and across the open field
Our rook crawls

"Fleece where to look?" - the question was great
Funny guy Napoleon
The ruler of the empire, he may be decent
But purely like a psycho - a fool a fool

I answered as it is and he thoughtfully said
Okay, he says, I'll help you
Although you don't know where to look, you never knew
The emperor leaves no one in trouble

And our song is not sung and the map is not beat
And let the devil know where the fleece is gathering dust
But all life is ahead and the gates of the world are open
For two madmen on the glorious Argo

And in room 401 nobody sleeps
Napoleon corrects his cocked hat
After me he is the main psycho here
And I will persuade him to sail for the rune
But he says: "Hammer the bolt"
But he says: "Screw the nail in"
Because of your, he says, stupid ideas
We will never reach Paris