Текст песни Нет Неба - Кукольник

Puppeteer

Oldensky puppeteer
Honor and praise
In your tent to the sky
Holiday from night to morning

What people never
And did not think to play
Not asked not answered
When they die

You talent you hero
God what is with me
Is it suddenly a boy suddenly
Dying with chicken chrome

B scatters beads
Like True Buntar
This is a new venture
This is a doll Nagual

***
People, People
Help
From the wrists Torchat
Invisible thread
I'm not clear smell
Your bread
And in my eyes
Like your no sky
No sky

***
Naguly's eyes do not believe
Whether a boy, or oak
There on stage from it
Chicken prepares soup

Who are you a puppet
What breathe life in you
And throw and throw
People gold love

I beat myself hands
But having heard the conversation
Two dressed in black velvet
On the face of wrinkles pattern

I followed them
In the house where a whole crowd
Playing cylinders
Something sincerely waited

***
Not insomnia is cracked
Rain slip my eyes
Under the wave of applause
In the face flowed tears

This is a puppeteer from Olden
Removes his cap
And with a joint loud cry
Wear a white fragon ...