Текст песни Tetan - Игра

Waltz dust and light on the stage of the old theater
I did not have time to buy tickets to the last performance
Half a century as the last time closed the curtain
Interest lost this address and not coming
Left somewhere where the smell of fresh paint
Forgotten artist monogram and masks
Drama, comedy, like a heritage mirror
All life has a series without end comedy and dram
Plots there that for 1000 winters invisible third
How the thread events are gluedto skillful networks
Pucals Clean canvas, carefully choosing paints
Taking life for a draft, in vain
Our dreams were washed off thunderstorms without a threat to sorrow
Whiskey in vice squeezed thoughts and let go
In the dim light of the lamps, as viewers reminding us
All life has a series without end comedy and dram

Alas, these are the rules of the game
We are not written, but we are dependent, alas
Alas, these are the rules of the game
Play music on the strings of the soul

Your role Paul Passwords, as if viewers are blind
And imperceptibly steal crowd applause
In the wheel running, that there are strength, in fog and smoke
Or maybe we are trying to achieve other people's vertices
Depict a smile as if the audience is stupid
As if the makeupers are not talking sins
Maybe what they want from you not what you want
Put bets in the race on your number
So run ... so run, as they could not
Now you are the last chance to fulfill their dreams
Dreamed and in the smell Gary breathe freely
Have tasted the taste of moments, passing the shawl
Then the descendants through the darkness of blood and then
According to our troped paths, in the footsteps for gold.
Only fragments of piggy banks on the shelf, but a sense ...
Not coins and dreams were really road