Текст песни Виконт - Игрушка

Toy
(Sergey Sokol)

Today I will see how the road and night come to life
I hate mortal illusions so much!
They forgot me, my friends betrayed me, they laughed in the face
Child of a lonely world.
Rich lords caressed their hands, did not beat with a whip
Filthy faces are now among the first!
They drove us with fun, we lit lights, scared them with lead
Live toy for the shooting gallery!

Do not be born a rich, faithful dog
You grow old, become a rag under the bridge!

Everyone drove me
I ran, swallowing pain
Broke my soul
Only the living spirit is still.
Cold at night, the beast
Severe hunger in the afternoon
In the morning, everything is in the dew
A fight with a wolf before bedtime.

So for the sake of the owners fought with his teeth. Arena? Well…
Selected lives without an account, I am the first!
But years passed, and strength was lost, wasting power
And here I am not the right thing for the game!

How to take a kick for loyalty?
For love betrayal lesson?