Текст песни Илья Чёрт - Придуманная сказка ....

(Oleg Guryanov)

Invented fairy tale
Everything about her is so good
Divided everything in two
Here is evil, and there is good

We wander on the border
Like drunken heels
And behind in rows
Curve ligature steps

Mysterious country
Where there is no light, darkness
Let's come here by the path
What fate has started

And if we turn around
We will see chalk pages
Are flashing at the border to us
Scales in the hands of tits

In a country where there is a road
It's so easy to choose the path
You go to the left - dark
To the right is a bright path

But here and there deception awaits us
Without light, there is no darkness
Everything is balanced here
And we should go there