Текст песни Агата Кристи - Viva Kalma

VIVA KALMAN!
muses. f. Samoilov

Pinto moon night falls
Bald porter lights candles
Powder circus waiting for a meeting
With a hungry crowd
And in a moment, in the arena of scarlet
The world will grow to the joy of the hall
White maniac shakes tired
Bat head
White Clown White martyr
For fun piano burning
It will be a mock
In the evening, here he worries
After humiliation - his work
But our last laugh
Invisible Hero
But when the hour of midnight repay paint
Former Piero change the mask
New of those who laugh at him
It turns into pus
The clown is not in vain remembers these faces
In the evening, and now the killer clown
In a stuffy restaurant, he forsakes
With drunken horde
In a tavern shrill violin
At the table of the sticky dirt
Will he laugh Satan
Tomorrow again he worries
After humiliation - his work
But our last laugh
Invisible Hero
Who is bent back in the arena
He felt that such a force
Sing light the Roma-ka cute
White blood you