Текст песни Krec - Старый театр

Here night watchman sleeps, frightens pneumatics
Drinks ...
The bitterness of the director ...
The old theater ...
Artists zanyuhany like robots
Play once a month,
When the city frowns
Rough as a fist ...
Impenetrable viewer ...
The fallen asleep does not see,
He does not see the tears of despair
Empty hopes of artists
The sad actresses of that pianist
Where the legs go,
Tuesday, night, autumn ...
Those ballerinas were laughing out of the way ...
Rossi ...
But the director dropped his eyes only
And walked slowly ...
Where do you lead me? ..
Offices for rent
Write any paper
What's under your noses, those bosses ...
And like you need to put drama
Having told about that only,
What was there at them
The old theater will die in the scenery of the last century,
New people, new rules
Somewhere on the rubicon, the camp goes to the sky ...
Taking away mirrors
From old whips this ...

2.
The theater is empty like an abandoned castle
In wardrobes there are no jackets, no programmers
In the foyer, in the intervals there is no fuss
The spectators are empty in the dust
Turn off the lights, the theater is abandoned
The walls are silent, they breathe the past
Hush ... somewhere under a layer of dust
And the ashes, almost echoed applause
Hardly audible, but without any splashes
There is no old gild in the old gilding
There is no magic, the princesses are asleep,
And princes with grim faces
Grim is washed away, no one is learning the role
And the director does not threaten to dismiss the actors
Do not beat faster than the heart before the premiere
The curtain is gone ...
Curtains on the windows...

The theater is empty like an abandoned castle
In wardrobes there are no jackets, no programmers
In the foyer, in the intervals there is no fuss
The spectators are empty in the dust ...

The theater is empty like an abandoned castle
In wardrobes there are no jackets, no programmers
In the foyer, in the intervals there is no fuss
The spectators are empty in the dust ...

The theater is empty like an abandoned castle
In wardrobes there are no jackets, no programmers
In the foyer, in the intervals there is no fuss
The spectators are empty in the dust ...

The theater is empty like an abandoned castle
In wardrobes there are no jackets, no programmers
In the foyer, in the intervals there is no fuss
The spectators are empty in the dust ...