Текст песни Ouen - Шут

I'm a jester, I'm a fool, I'm a saint, I'm a mastiff
Throw your dreams randomly ...

I
Do not disturb the jesters
Faces of Young Kings
After all, they are one of many stupid battles
And the jester is one for all roles!

Joker card for fame
Your face is twisting
Books of your stormy chapter at the ball
Will ring from bells!

Etc
I'm a jester, I know a lot about people
I take their fate to them as a loan,
Laughter bargaining chip for hearts
Fill the palace again. Hey!
And the hidden sin
Will cause only laughter
Among their own crowd
It's nauseous fun.
I will draw a tear laughing as I do
No benefits in vain
Without a mask you are a fool.
I'm a rejected buffoon laughing
I will build a shelter where the prince
Will call fate a line of light and darkness.

II
I'll squint at you
Squeeze the heart into the canvas.
You will expand it, frowning with a network of foreheads, -
It smiles!

A drunken feast, humping and a hubbub,
I am on stage with people!
Everybody knows my mask every day
And their masks are like those of animals ...

III
I'll sit on the throne at night
While the big fool snores;
I grin at the law itself
Children are sleeping, but the jester is not sleeping! ..

Etc
I'm a jester, I'm a fool, I'm a saint, I'm a mastiff
Throw your dreams randomly ...
And people sleep, but the jester does not sleep ...

Go to sleep ... Hush ...