Текст песни Кортнев - Песня Джека

In this world no one can compare with me
Recognized as the best in my craft!
Horror I bring under the dumb moon
For anyone living on Earth!

How many saw brave men, bouncers, fools
Their little tremors pounded ...
I took flight and children and fathers
I am amazingly good as a ghost!

So year after year
I scared people
And in my heart sorrow
So life will pass ...
I am Jack the lord of pumpkins!
I hate everything I'm used to ...

There is one sadness in my soul
With longing I look into the night distance
Do not break the vicious circle
Where to escape from these torments?

I'm famous everywhere
I'm a nightmare in the dark!
I'm like horror on the wings of the night
Choking over your shoulder
I scared the English
And the French, and Germans and others!

Like those that are dead
Even without a head
I quote Shakespeare from memory.
In humans, in animals
No grin worse!
I am the king of the underworld!

But who will understand my sadness
The pumpkin lord pity himself ...
And the crown is heavy, and glory is not easy
I would have burned down my dull world ...

What shines on us at the end of the road?
One longing in my chest
Prestige, honor and high society
There is no hope about anything ... "