Текст песни
Our life like operetta,
Where we are the actors,
Smolder like ashes in a cigarette,
Sew our mouths shut with a piece of braid
The stage is painted in pilasters,
Waiting for fate's big intermission,
Weave taffeta threads,
To the heart beating to the beat
The voice rings with falsetto,
Like a bell ringing,
Сardamom pours like a,
Gem into the soul
Rivers of ebonite,
Glisten in the full face of the soul,
When the life of the library,
Is on the shelves
With Ursula's seventh daughter,
The gold of the shining star,
The cheekbones will clench forever
And the gardens will blossom around
Shall we meet with hell
Or the ponds of paradise?
A vat of Eden's grapes
Or a dirty basin of water?
I'm thinking about life
The sun is beating
Down, the colors are black
And the year goes on and on
Our life is like an operetta,
My beautiful vis-a-vis,
There's a beretta on the table,
Like a blood oath
A puppet theater of
Pearly pearls,
A heartache is a frame for the brain,
A vise on my temples
Only the ravening vibrato,
Through the sad hills
My aria will one day
Be carried like a plague
