Текст песни Исай Шейнис - Песня для Жорика

I stand, standing like a knight from the fairy tale of ancient,
And guess what the way I go?
Maybe better in short, or maybe in long?
Or just on which with any along the way?

Dad and Mom went and did not give money,
At school, someone shouted about dreams, about spring,
Well, nothing more, nothing was said,
What a path now go to me.

White pebbles lies, does not give me a response,
Black crows silently circling - zovi do not call.
Is it really unfortunately in the light?
Well, what if you jump to me in that truck?