Текст песни Легион - Шутов прогнать

A knock at the door,
You do not have to knock, believe me.
You clown, clowns and they do not expect.
There's a ball, but you had not been asked.
The point is
What the king himself became a clown.
The whole yard look silently down.
But he only sat firmly on the throne.

Songs and poems of minstrels ladies,
In this realm there is no more space jesters.
Spokespersons looking at the scroll does not get tired of repeating:
"By order of the King, all the clowns chase."

Old Fool,
Here you are waiting for a long time all.
Where have you been?
Our king has lost power.
Even know, I rushed to look for you.
People expect them to rule the clown.

Songs and poems of minstrels ladies,
In this realm there is no more space jesters.
Spokespersons looking at the scroll does not get tired of repeating:
"By order of the King, all the clowns chase."