Текст песни Ирина Аллегрова - Короля играет свита

This is my black office
There are bread and circuses.
This is my world and personal brig,
Created without Malevich.
Here is my altar and scaffold
Mysteries and revelations.
Here every moment of a year
And every year a moment.

God forbid, not the last time
I bathe in the light of your eyes.
God give me another round
Spread your soul at your feet.
God forbid, not yet open
Cash desk in which my last ticket.
The king is played by a retinue
And without you, there is no me!
The king is played by a retinue
And without you, there is no me!

Colors of notes and different words
I will collect with my palms.
And passing through the prism of dreams
I'll bring you ready.
Every pedestal collapses
And there is no panacea for poverty
But while this room is full,
I will sign you loyalty.

God forbid, not the last time
I bathe in the light of your eyes.
God give me another round
Spread your soul at your feet.
God forbid, not yet open
Cash desk in which my last ticket.
The king is played by a retinue
And without you, there is no me!
The king is played by a retinue
And without you, there is no me!

God forbid, not yet open
Cash desk in which my last ticket.
The king is played by a retinue
And without you, there is no me!
The king is played by a retinue
And without you, there is no me!