Текст песни Дмитрий Авилов - Король

Behind the years forgotten
Between jesters and broke,
Core king. Not famous.
Because just lived.

Reckless and godless
Saw wine, sinned how to get
My king ... it's not difficult to understand,
You can even justify.

That a day - then the leg in the stirrup,
Lake, yes on the tournament.
It was time:
Either fight or feast.

And one princess lived
In the old castle at the window.
Dedicated to the days of the process
Expanding the canvas.

Romantic special
Years of incomplete ten.
Well, so fall in love so that
Sorry for sorry.

He wanted to pour her soul -
And she is in response to the punishment:
I'm not in the right not to listen to you,
But unable to understand you.

Elder on the edge of the grave
Do not feel to the face in the sweater,
And the king, my angel is cute,
Do not visit Mestrel.

Here is a school school
On the love strip:
My king stood like naked.
But but in all its glory.

Swayed as in delusion, world,
Splits familiar life -
And the king first died,
And then it was forgotten.

So no morality.
What is the morality here?
People lived, dying ...
In the palace, or in the basement ...
These are such trawls.
Here is such a pastoral.