Текст песни Неизвестен - Историк и программист

The historian lived in the village,
He believed in spirits in everything.
And by God he was a fan
Even a little stunned.

There lived a programmer in the village,
He wrote programs
I only believed in my brains -
He was very stubborn.

Once he went out for a walk
To stretch your eyes
And the monitor will not go blind soon.

And the historian went to the meeting,
I breathed the air
He slowed down the programmer, and said to him:
- If you do not believe in God, then you are a fool.
How are you still not dead? I don’t understand in any way.

The programmer was dumbfounded
I dropped the beer.
He smashed half a liter on the asphalt.
And taking a deep breath
He replied:
- I think that there is no god in the world at all.
Look around the computers
We all did it
Where did you see him, your God?

In a moment the historian was angry,
He connected the programmer,
He was dragged into the forest, made a fire there,
And burned it.

In a moment the historian was angry,
He connected the programmer,
He was dragged into the forest, made a fire there,
And burned it.