Текст песни Канцлер Ги - Вид из окна

Banter based on the "Gleams of Eterna" by Vera Kamsha

Roque:
Here is the kingdom of Talig.
And this is his capital.
And here is the mansion of the Alva clan,
where I have the happiness of living.
But from the palace gates
There is King Talig Francis
And carries with it
"Black blood" a large bottle (and not one)

And this is Alice, she-
King Francis wife
She yells at him from the window
And swearing obscenely
From the window of the royal castle
Which stands in the capital
Four hundred years
How Francis rebuilt it (not just this one, but the first)

And here is the drinking buddy of Francis
Collected by All Cannaloa
He’s having a hangover today
And so he drinks ...
Wine, taking it from Francis,
Whose wife is covering from the window
Of the castle itself
which stands in the capital

And here comes the commandant,
Big bore and pedant,
Arrested collected with Francis,
For drinking from the castle so close
And confiscate a bottle of wine
Like a tool of an offense
Under the shadow of a beloved castle
Which stands in the capital

And here is the commandant’s wife
Spouse in the face,
Seeing him finish
The remains of the guns quietly,
Confiscated
Francis and Alvaro Alva
Against the background of your favorite castle,
Which stands in the capital
 (and now the worst will be)
And here is Cardinal Diomede,
Seeing all the outrages
Flies out of the castle swearing
Like three thousand sunset critters
He screams that there must be order
And that the king has not collected
A hangover treat right at the castle itself
Which stands in the capital
(no, this is not the worst thing - the father came ... guard!)
Alvaro: And this is - well, yes
Roque: This is horror ... Dad?
Alvaro:
And this is my youngest son Roque,
The center of harm and vice
What sits and dangles legs,
Decorating a windowsill
And for some reason he suffers from garbage,
And does not listen to the mentor smart speeches
For this later grab on the neck
My son!

Against the background of the window of that castle,
Where does Alice swear badly
Where did Francis run away from
And from where morality Diomedes read to us.
So many people will see
How Marshal severely raised his son,
Which sits like a raven on a branch in a window.