Текст песни Айре и Саруман - ЗолотойШут

What are my words bird food,
for people are neither satisfying nor valuable,
what's up my sheet is dry
today he is, but not tomorrow.
You play my words
I'm sitting near the edge of the stage
and look into the darkened room -
in whose face will the light respond?

You have not yet appeared in the world -
I sketched this play.
Pure clean sprinkled with sand,
a draft attached to the fire.
You rushed from captivity to captivity
into the jaws of the palace and the arms of the forest
I kept your meaning for you
and still keep it.

The playwright I'm not a god news that
you're an actor, frankly, too.
But together we are like a whole world
hundreds of threads of other people's fate.
The threads fit in a new system,
if it’s not us, then who?
I was always smart and weak.
You have always been strong and blind.

Poor our clownish theater -
only make-up, no brocade, no fleur.
And there are no doubles here either.
I gave everything I could give.
Merge with the play - at the last hour
you will be left without a prompter.
I know the end, and you -
you'll have to guess.