Текст песни Чёрный Лукич - 7. Принц

Someday, maybe this year,
Deep at night, or maybe in the morning
I will leave the forgotten path to my childhood,
Where everything is unclear, where everything is very stupid.

Let me hear the rain fall
Give a dream of a beautiful country,
Let me see the girl waiting
Good prince on a faithful horse ...
A good prince on a faithful horse.

From fabulous distances, from fabulous dreams
We go out into a world that does not look like fairy tales;
In the gloom of everyday life, in the convention of words,
In the colorless outlines of a coloring book.