Текст песни Сказки Чёрного Города - Акробат

Beats a bright light in his face,
Leaving alone again
Me and all those scoundrels
What secret wish me death

My Life Line
Slipping from under their feet
Hi, I got
To get nobody could

For the sake of bread and circuses
On the fateful on the rope
I will once again
Expose your soul on display

My Life Line
Slipping from under their feet
Hi, I got
To get nobody could

Administer its business
And do not listen to onlookers
Be true to yourself
For thee next step

My Life Line
Slipping from under their feet
Hi, I got
To get nobody could
Walking the tightrope is akin to destiny
Do not know what to expect you or me
You'll fall or you will tear rope
So know also that every one of us acrobat ...