Текст песни Король Олег - розвіртуалення

and let's face it, let's meet you at some party
well there rhymes, strumming, all in wreaths of laurels
shake hands (your palms are warm)
I introduce myself - He, you twist your eyebrows in astonishment

but you, too, agree, your avatar looks a little bit like that
as one poet said - and the avatars we have in Freud
sit next to me, I'll cut the fat,
and you will pour ladies sweet water

and some of the beginners will be sent a couple of liters
(sober poets - what could be worse in the world?)
and we slowly squeeze into the verlibras,
but there will be something to smile about .. and what her poems are about ..

and all of us will look for the meaning of life in the autumn leaf
and you will say that you have children, a fisherman and a doctor's wife
and then we will frighten the night taxi drivers for a long time
and we will have a night out on our sleeping pants

but all-knowing angels, especially those who have verses
will long to speak about the bizarre human nature
but inaudible and somehow all quieter .. quieter ..
and I dream a poet .. but it's already Freud again ..