Текст песни Arlekin Orchestra - Арлекин

Harlequin

Raise your hands up
These stones must see the world
A muddy paradise - a feast, a plague, and again a feast.

A new character will be born from a puddle of pathos and lies
Cynical smile to the ears and angry courage
And in drunken dancing on the tables, in the arms of the fallen nymphs
Crazy harlequin will open the gates of paradise.

Fear! He holds the whole world in his hands.
Crash! Under the sad barrel organ will be dancing on the bones.

Raise your hands up
These stones must see the world
A muddy paradise - a feast, a plague, and again a feast.

From a puddle of pathos and lies a new character will be born,
In his dilated pupils the whole shocking
"Black Dahlia" is cut into hundreds of thin rags
Long live the nightmare - the bloody harlequin.

In smoke clubs minstrels, songs about the plague howl
With every drop of vice, the world from the bottom goes to the bottom.
Dancing, dancing, bacchanalia, dancing, dancing on the bones,
The door is open, go into the big top, where the "Fear" rules.
 
Fear! He holds the whole world in his hands.
Crash! Under the sad barrel organ will be dancing on the bones.

Raise your hands up
These stones must see the world
A muddy paradise - a feast, a plague, and again a feast.