Текст песни Роман Сусалев - Бейся, сердце

Beat, heart, bird in a cage,
Haunting me -
My life is a puppet
The moron at hand.

Fight, fight incessantly
Fight, fight - let everyone hear.
And when the moron gets tired
Someone will say: "Everything, does not breathe."

Fate in the lighting box
Will light up the spotlight -
Let them see the body.
I will, unlike myself,
Lying on the stage, all in white.

Someone will say: "There was a good one,
There was a man, there was a master
Yes, that was thrown by fate
Yes, misunderstood by friends. "

And the wife will be hammered in grief
Over my damp grave:
"Well, what is grief -
Just fell in love? "

Fate in the orchestra pit
Play a double bass solo
And the hall will be empty in a moment
And the lights on the stage will be extinguished.

I'll take off my wig and dress
I will wipe the makeup with my trembling hand,
I will go out to the cities of embrace
Think - where am I real?