Текст песни Нет Неба - Кукольник

Puppeteer

Olden Puppeteer
Honor and praise
In your tent to the sky
Holiday from night to morning

That people never
And did not think to play
Did not ask did not answer
When they die

You are a talent you are a hero
God what is it with me
Is the boy suddenly
Dancing chicken lame

B throws beads
Like a true rebel
This is a new idea.
This is a Nagual doll

***
People people
Help
Wrists sticking out
Invisible threads
I do not smell
Your bread
And in my eyes
Like your no sky
No sky

***
Nagual eyes do not believe
Whether boy or oak
There on the stage of it
Chicken cooks soup

Who are you puppet
What breathed life into you
And throw and throw
People are gold loving

I beat off my hands
But hearing the conversation
Two dressed in black velvet
Facial wrinkle pattern

I followed them
In the house where the whole crowd
Reclaiming cylinders
Something sincerely waiting

***
Isn't insomnia joking?
Rain wash my eyes
Under the wave of applause
A tear flowed down my face

This is a puppeteer from Alden.
Takes off his cap
And with a joint, a loud cry
Wearing a white coat ...