Текст песни Леонид Семаков - Беда

Do not hover you on my misfortune,
Do not take a flush in the key water.
Occoltidized me, wild spleen,
Living left - wings cut off.

Do not lie to me soul felt.
Petal drag on ice with a wolf,
Healing with evil wounds
Replace the string with drums.

Nasil bow with a peak of a sharpness
Attack you with a brown island,
Rewarding jesters poison pride
I will order to spill a bowl of chase.

But the humpback jester broke the bow,
The bowl is splashing on my shoulder.
Wings shot down furious -
I became the separation of the collapsed.