Текст песни Владимир Виноградов - - 7. Драматург

One friend Playwright
Read tirelessly me play,
I listened to them without interest
And remembers their girlfriends.

And he was so immersed in the word,
Read greedily, without stopping,
That even our inconsistencies
Absolutely not notice it.

When finished, look lifted,
Said: & quot; Well? & Quot ;, and I said,
What's the best thing there is in the world,
But I liked the ending.

He was clearly unhappy,
He wanted so much to praise worthless,
And barely Sauvelade trembling,
Sat and slowly smoked.

I almost did not hear about it,
Only occasionally by directors
What a genius name without controversy,
And put the pieces of the other.

And he was in the hospital silence
Lying tied to the bed,
And the world sends its curse,
And God says ... In the dream.