Текст песни Kroog - История одного музыканта

This story may seem strange
I warn you in advance
But I will share it with you
Where are some places you can give way to tears
And now proceed to detail
Our main character, no matter how his name
Here the wind and very squeaky shutters
And in my head different memories
This is the story of one musician
You hardly even know it
Yes, and there it has long been with us
We see such a reality of our
He achieved all he stalwart
In his native city - all respected
Although, I confess, it is embarrassed
The time has come like a light
And the first appearance in the big hall
Meeting with whom it was not necessary
Such name is creeping into society
An evil grin among the dim light of candles
I need music in my honor, for the parade
I would be happy, but I do not know how
And who are you, I, alas, mean the
But we need a surge of emotion for all of creation
Musician, you have only a week
Intricacies, the vicissitudes of fate
She had seen their types
And what about me
or simply forget to grab the last thread
but on a sheet of a single note
and ends already allotted me life
my heart is not quiet, the dark outside the window
someone abruptly awakened in his sleep
where my music, your time has passed
forgive me, but I was not able to
I'll take those you care
I do not have them close, I beg you do not touch
There is nothing worse than when someone is taken
here's an emotion you write something that already though
but gets hit with a knife and shouting Die freak
new episode, damp dungeon
one in the morning waiting for the gallows
a passage through the crowd, hang over the head down
and the people have fun, caught dusheubiytsu
last look at them from above
people you are lost
noose tightened around his neck tightly
but their values ​​remained faithful forever