Текст песни Аэлирэнн - Портрет врага

Oh, what are you, right? Well, isn't it
Is the portrait ordered by you?
And paints sparkle and the profile is similar,
Help is wear, believe me, no.

And the lips are crying to the contempt of alive,
And gently shine rows of pearls ...
After all, exactly behind it and you went to me -
To the one who draws portraits of enemies.

Let in the city I'm only one month one,
Customers flow to the threshold go.
Would you like to know who hurts you, -
And the modest artist is already here.

I do not need to know your name and rod,
It's just enough to see -
And immediately, the shadows immediately get up,
And I can only capture.

My workshop orders is full:
My canvas stay with me.
To whom this picture is needed,
Which your enemy looks like a living?

I get paid to know exactly
Who is more threat to the client carries.
Please sir, do not scream,
You knew the condition: Money - Forward.

Pass me with me, I'll show you
Collection of equal to what not to find.
I rushed all portraits here
And each one is terribly silent.

Here is the young Viscount - the enemy of his bride,
Colonel with wife will be allowed the world ...
The funnier is the face of the "best" friends,
It is a pleasure to draw them.

For old Strana - that still life,
Blue glass wine bottle.
A nightmare for countess - of course, damn
Which she sold the soul.

Princess - her not born son,
For the granddaughter of the innkeeper - mad dog ...
Ah, sir, you have a mustache!
But you recognized: all this is serious.

And with your order no uncertainty,
From the outside you do not shine the threat.
Please admire your portrait:
You are your only enemy yourself.