Текст песни Игорь Забудский - Как жалко

What a pity (I.Zabudsky)
Mus. Goran Bregovic - Love

What a pity that the clock did not return.
In any way we do not get to the true sense.
Do not fall and not get up to the desired path,
And you can not turn the sand of time numbers.

Do not come back to us in an age where simple words
On the weight of gold, well, all the more deeds.
Where the word of your head back
And life changes its own will.

Where princesses and princes - fashion-timers,
See feelings in a scarf that accidentally lost.
Where tournaments like life, is a life-and-death
And honor above all for the fate of the gentleman.

Where jesters sing his ode to the sword,
Fair lords roam the kingdom,
And dragons in battle, an abundance of feelings ...
Where is the lord - the idols of our childhood.