Текст песни Kroog - История одного музыканта

This story will seem strange
I warn about it in advance
But I will share her with you
Somewhere in places you can give free rein to tears
Well, now we go to the details
Our main character, no matter what his name
Here is the wind and very creaky shutters
And there are different memories in my head
This will be the story of one musician
You are unlikely to even know him
Yes, and there is no longer with us for a long time
It can be seen so our reality
He achieved everything with his efforts
In their hometown - everyone respected
Although, I admit, it has shoused him
Light time seems to have come
And then the first performance in that big hall
Meeting with whom it was not necessary
Such in society are called reptiles
Evil grin among the dim light of lamps
I need music in honor of me, for the parade
I would be glad, but I don't know how
And who you are, alas, I understand
But you need a surge of emotions for any creation
Musician, you have only a week
Cunning, vicissitudes from fate
She has her own views
And how to do it
just forget or grab the last thread
but not a single note on the sheet
And the deadline already allotted to me ends
It’s not calm in my soul, dark outside the window
Someone wakes up a dream
Where is my music, your time has passed
Forgive me, but I could not
I'll take those who are dear to you
I don't have them closer, I beg you
There is nothing worse when they take someone
Here's an emotion for you, you write at least something
but gets a knife and a blow with a cry, die a freak
Episode new, damp dungeon
Who in the morning waited for a gallows
passage through the crowd, head is down down
And the people have fun, caught a murderer
The last look at them from above
People you are all lost here
The loop on the neck is tightened
But he remained faithful forever to his values