Текст песни Король и Шут - Рецепт монаха

As a monk appeared in the city
He turned to passers-by
I seem to know you have a dream
For this, I came down from the mountains

Chorus:
Want to live forever
You are lucky
I am yours of course
I will not increase the number. You are all lucky ...

Bring a vat, fill with wine
And I'll throw a potion there
Drink Health
And for you, the eternal fun will come

There in the monastery
Was entrusted to me
Century-old secret
Ancient recipe
Where am I, there is no death ...

World Forgotten Small Town
It’s the same thing for hundreds of years
Crowds of citizens who have long expired
Scurry like ghosts

In the mornings the descendants of their wandering bodies
In the alleys arise
The city was deserted by deserts
At the eye, the shadows freeze.

Chorus:
Want to live forever
You are lucky
I am yours of course
I will not increase the number.

There in the monastery
Was entrusted to me
Century-old secret
Ancient recipe

The monk didn’t tell the chief then
That the essence of the soul of its own is that trouble
And there are no emotions
Lish memory guides them
The streets were filled with the living dead.