Текст песни Дмитрий Авилов - Меня позвали как-то на Щелчок...

I was called once at Click
Familiar friends drugana,
That I gave it fletovichok
And earn a quarter (in greens).

As usual, he asked his wife,
Son and kissed on the cheek - adieu.
But it is necessary, Bard still needed!
And I thought: everything Khan Bard ...

I spoke the familiar Scrabble,
What ancient dragged from the heart,
When he snorted some poet
Under lira hardened Stishov ...

Here since then bards-and went.
At the beginning - in the fields so the forest ...
Not that now - at the DC Bachelot ...
But though you know all this myself.

Here comes the bard, he was - deer side.
With frost? So hot wine!
He is the demiurge! Why, a demi-god!
He whole life to the bones visible!

Sometimes she cries: & quot; I see the light! & Quot;
And see it all: for bards do not lie.
But if the light is still sung in rhyme,
Then screaming all very cool.

And if not for that pulls the string
(In the heat of the moment) - so no one there is not cut off ...
That's how we lived, Bard, in the old days!
On all sides, and the glory, and honor ...

We came to us even kings.
Search for protection, ask for advice ...
And the army of poets not rowing ...
No wonder: so to live and see the light!

There was a line trodden path:
Always at the pasterns, Hawk and wine.
Marry was just we can not ...
But girls matzo - I think it is.

These were glorious years ...
Already kvohchet delighted insides!
What concert? OK. As always.
Otpeli. Drunk. I do not hit the subway.