Текст песни Road Roy - Фотограф

Hey photographer
You did a brilliant picture
You're blown away
With his thousands of dust particles
Hey, photographer
Sell ​​me a his creation
How fortunate
You grabbed a moment

PV
I have a black and white photo I see that idea
Whatever you read in the book, the theater is not uzreesh
Where is the spirit world rich and poor material
Where's the old man with the eyes of God all the dirty rags, torn

2
You glorified
You made a name for your picture
All your desires
Can you buy now
That's just an image,
Pacifier made a star
Eat your breakfast
And sings the bread in water

PV
I have a black and white photo I see that idea
Whatever you read in the book is not in the theater not uzreesh
Where is the spirit world rich and poor material
Where's the old man with the eyes of God wildly dancing drunk as a lord

3
On the steps of
Your photo gallery
dormant poverty
Revived your idea
With admiration
People come to amuse the eyes
Crossing old
With contempt and reproach

PV
 I have a black and white photo I see that idea
Whatever you read in the book is not in the theater not uzreesh
Where the sinful world of rich and poor in our sinless
Where open-eyed old man sleeps icy