Текст песни Казакова Екатерина - Жертва собственной победы.

Victim of his own victory (Victime de ma victoire)
I walked along the edge ,
History is made ,
Fame was a shrewd choices ...
When you have sinned ,
Victory is not valuable -
Honor is not worth your trophy.

What a fool !
You - blacksmith
Their jubilation !

To hell with the crown ,
Listen hearts
Triumphing !

but the mirror
Catch my opinion,
Like crying ,
What am I a victim of his victory .

Recognizes that broke
Taste of power and fire.
Despicable , looking for simple ways .
Among the brightest stars
There is no place for me -
Jester ridiculous , fun for people .

What a fool !
You - blacksmith
Their jubilation !

To hell with the crown ,
Listen hearts
Triumphing !

but the mirror
Catch my opinion,
Like crying ,
What am I a victim of his victory .
I have overcome the victim !
[ pa-pa -pa pa ... ]
Oh! What a pleasant -
Fallen for the glory !

[Chorus]
Why should I thank ?
Honor poison ?

Nobody's more ,
Hidden trophy
That said ,
What am I winning sacrifice.
I have overcome the victim !
When history -and- pro- shaft .