Текст песни Илья Чёрт - Придуманная сказка ....

(Oleg Guryanov)

Invented fairy tale
Everything is so good in her
Divided all in two
Here is evil, and there is good

We are wandering at the border
Like drunk heeling
And behind in strings
Steps curve ligature

Mysterious country
Where there is no light, darkness
We will come here by the path
What fate brought

And if we turn around
We will see the chalk pages
Blink on the border to us
Libra in the hands of tits

In a country where there is a road
So easy to choose a path
You go left - dark
To the right is the light path

But here and there we are deceived
Without light, there is no darkness
Everything is balanced here
And we go there