Текст песни Шепот - Короли и Принцы

Probably not for nothing that our wise ancestors tried to convince himself -
Not there, no smoke without fire.
A string of years of fighting fires dimmed light,
Scattered smoke ghost wins.
And do not remember the words that sounded oath over the grave of their fathers.
Blunted sword, no blood spilled.

Not a single rat in the ship.
Kings and princes - in a monastery.
You are no longer a dream
Proud coat of arms on the gates of the palace.
How sad face
Inevitably metamorphosis Golden Calf.

Even on a sunny day family tree does not cast a shadow,
In the portraits dust and loss of print.
The cannonade is heard, the war began, but his hand is empty ...
At Bishop chain - will for the jester.
Young power in the holy relics to dance his heart's content,
Thrown youths directly Mars in the fall.