Текст песни Самозванный - Судьба Поэта

"The fate of the poet"

Snow falls in the dirt and dissolves in it.
I am an applied poet! I am an unknown Andrei.
Maybe you heard me, I sang about what's dark.
In the sky laughs the moon. Something knocks on the window.

This is destiny! (4 r.)

It was visible in this purpose - in what she appeared.
I understand now: she needed only me.
Maybe you heard me, I sang about what's dark.
She helped me sing. I sang for her.

This is destiny! (4 r.)

I saw bright dreams, in which I went from the sky.
And ledali violently dogs, and I cut off the tails.
And crows boxes Following. I died, born in the other ...
I am an applied poet who gave the throne for the songs.

This is destiny! (4 r.)

Snow falls in the dirt and dissolves in it.
I am an applied poet and my name ...

This is destiny! (4 r.)

March 11, 1995