Текст песни Иван Коротких Mefisto - El Mariachi

During the reign of the three bodies,
When Egorka lived happily ever after,
Only darkness will come alone with a wrought -
Not witchcraft, on signs tormented soul.

And in a low foaming fire, breathing,
I rose my songs in front of me,
But, just to shed heat of the moment,
Ashes fell off, losing its charms.

And here again rain drumming on the face,
On the strings drop your motif play,
The street is always so crowded one,
When the crowd did not notice you.

And all the hearts, backhand, nauboy,
I am trying to sing themselves - but that to me?
At that time, drew a crowd of silent
And I sing that as they empty.

What do you want me to say?
With all that singing - not in vain?
I myself have not yet convinced himself
As there is no smoke without fire.

One only consoled only by the fact I,
Gritting his pen in the cold darkness of Vigilius,
What's new song, poured out with all the force
will not accept empty street theater