Текст песни Джокер - Чёрный тюльпан

In the corner an old woman spins a mother of memories a thread,
It will smile, then it will feel sad again.
And the son habitually frowns his forehead - he is looking for a way to live,
He is looking for a way to comfort his mother.

Outside the salute
Green fireworks.
And after the rain on Thursday
Longing and pain will go away.
Friends will come again
And you can forget everything
And maybe even
First love will return.
The first love...

Mom shakes the cradle, but the cradle is empty:
Shakes mom the memory of past years.
Her son dreams of surviving at least half a hundred,
And he believes in a dream that does not exist.

Outside, salute ...

First love will return:
Love, she doesn't fade
And so it makes her
With a flower that is not forgotten ...
This flower is a tulip
Black Tulip...