Текст песни Травень - Шутовская

Everyone shouted: "Guilty of heresy!"
Everyone spat in my direction.
And I scared the area with a song,
Yes, he grimaced like an evil raven.

The crumpled crowd was raging,
The horse's hoof clattered.
And I kicked the square dance with my heels,
On the bloody palace square!

Everyone shouted: "Let him pray!
And does not make a laughing stock out of us! "
And I was writhing from laughter in the mud
And he could not have fun before dying.

Life, what a heavy burden you are,
But it's not for nothing that I suffer, Lord!
The guards dragged to the scaffold
The foolish jester of the naked ...

I was sticking in my throat with an evil bone!
I was a grease stain on the tablecloth!
Well, when will all this end ?!
Hang it to the devil!

They put the sentence into effect
The most courageous ones here grumbled.
At the jester for mortal sins,
White wings grow behind the shoulders.

And everyone shouted guilty of heresy!