Текст песни Тол мириам - Похвала Глупости

The text Elena Hanpira
Music: Elena Hanpira

The wise man that knows in advance
no matter how hard the road,
a pain in his heart bears,
doubt and anxiety.
Fearing mistakes and insults,
alien passes the house.
And grace does not overshadow
him with his wing.

Many wise men I knew -
sad to the end.
Who are pre-calculated,
the real fool.
A fool is easy leg
fool glides like a shadow!
And firmly holds the fool
rotten stage.

Who came out with a stupid faith in a way,
hoping for a miracle.
Give God, and someday
I myself will be the same.
And the night will be good to me,
and will brighten the day,
When, friends, I'll get rid
by his wisdom!

And the night will be good to me,
and will brighten the day,
When, friends, I'll get rid
by his stupidity!
...
And the night will be good to me,
and will brighten the day,
When, friends, I'll get rid
by his wisdom!