Текст песни Юрий Хованский - Семь с половиной

I do not believe the actors
They have too many people
All they have changed soon
Do not live and play blitz
And I have a handmade bird
She is a very hoarse singing
That with the fact that she is my dream
But never lies
I have a coyote and raven
You atonal jazz
I verses are scattered spores
And they germinate God willing
And the flesh mortified
Soul flies like a flag
This world was so green
Until not weakened
It was peaceful in the city dance
Too few sunny days
I would like it to stay
But leave be true
To the pain flowed rapidly
Only sparkle spire of Peter and Paul
And the hearth of melancholy hard
Oklimalsya high style
I am now a demiurge, the Messiah
I am an alchemist, shaman, poet
According to the laws of drama
Soon to begin the story
I am writing this cruel tale
Not hoping for a happy ending
Willful roles and masks
But joined the band overture
I do not believe the actors
If it makes sense
Then on a thin string of minor
Hangs like a climber
All the time at the edge of the stage
Separating darkness and light
That deadly pays the price
Build, what is not
His name was Anton say
He certainly was a magician and actor
According to medieval laws
He could light a fire
He was able to cause an eclipse
Laughter and the wind, tears and rain
Though he did on stage
Inquisition is not up to snuff
Every day holiday Monday
He played the hearts of men
He is in all roles was a genius
Comedian tragedian simpleton villain
The player that is labeled with the seal
Engineer vizaner servant
But the actors are not ailing candle
His flock - the crowd at the cash register
His temple - gallery den
He is for the clown and gymnast
His gestures wine and bread
In the booth crowd Human
So if you please get rations
The fact that in such a paradise not allowed
Even with the edge only in Rusk
You get up on his knee
And looking not quite breathing
How stir boards scene
Because they have a soul
That king is a tramp that is
Each time a new role
Litsedeystvuesh so conscientiously
Open your heart if you please
What you get in return is rightly
That love is a copper penny
That ovation shouts bravo
Then throw the knife out of the box
And love is excessive and whip
Hooked not hold gnis
You've traded everything in the world
On the heady smell of the scenes
Here then believe ____
What an angel you are not vulnerable
Or maybe Tom and Jerry
Or simply as a clown and mime
For your gift game forbidding
And not be ready to be
God protects fools and drunks
And saves jesters
This weasel and this Tasca
Mask of Darkness empty suit
A thin film of colored coloring
The blind eyes of fools mind
A blind eye and fools the mind
And when a heart proporotym
Our hero comes home
There drunks climb bask
Prostitutes scream you're my
On its expiring voice
Gather and ghouls
He is radiating cheerfulness
So what that hole inside
So what is inside the well
Winding corridor stanzas
It's inside and outside i.e.
He forked between worlds
He walks haltingly about the stars
And under the skin instead of blood - water
I do not believe tverezym
But not always drunk
___ Night he again new
Iskrometen alive and playful
Again, the viewer looks fascinated
As he weaves the play motive
Among those who have forgotten about the breath
I'm the girl in the front row
I'm not in the city in the age of
Behind him carelessly go
I am a child in a ridiculous farce
Tales called life
I tremble before the evil enemies
And delighted with the sound of bis
White makeup with Piero Harlequin
And the heart in the chest tuk-tuk
And I'm almost Columbine
I forgot that this is a bug
Ride a roller coaster
The attraction of these torments
On a typewriter or in the car
Between and around the capital
There jokes Dance
And in the final orchestra tram-pairs
I do not believe I Pagliacci
Of actors and jokers
He sings and he is laughing
OKS tell me this is a dream
Only the heart does not want to wake up
Like all who have been in love
I love shining wraith
And heady motive and verse
I do not believe So the actors
Wherein at least one of them
In our beautiful fairy tale stupid