Текст песни Сказочник - Статист

Nobody chose him in heroes
No one knows his merit
Behind the shirma bit down
Distribution premiums expecting.

The scene is boring, the role is simple,
But many of her did not hear.
His elegant, but hard hand
Ascend to the scene helps.

How much do you nail wine to him,
Wherever the world would start a curve
Starting a strong back
Always straight.

And all the awards are not counting
And every merit getting
We need director, actors-there,
But without it is not starting.

I will not be surprised at least a moment,
If I see the gate of Paradise,
Where in Calvary, he stands,
Shoulder hand feeding.