Текст песни Король и Шут - Дурак и молния

Rumbles of thunder,
A flash of lightning in the night,
A madman is on the hill and shouts:
& quot; Who'll catch you in the bag,
And you will shine in it
I so want you to become my! & Quot ;.

That guy is racing towards the forest,
That to the field, by the creek,
Everything tends to catch
Like-no-yu!

All rural people,
Watch out for it,
How to fool on the hill and ran chudil.
He can be seen at loggerheads with his head,
We can see he is an enemy to himself,
Well I have to invent it - in a fool!

That guy is racing towards the forest,
That to the field, by the creek,
Everything tends to catch
Like-no-yu!

In the morning on a rural road,
Slowly the night was a hero,
All shaggy gray hair,
And smiling ...

That guy is racing towards the forest,
That to the field, by the creek,
Everything tends to catch
Like-no-yu!