Lyrics Каста - Принц и маг

In the gray kingdom, in darkness and cold,
In arrogant, with faded colors, city,
Mired forever in disease and hunger,
Trembling light of lightning, night thunder roar
In an empty palace room, stuffy from soot,
The young prince is sad, shines a tear on the gate,
Lips move, and it's not about conscience,
And in the meanness of the world,
The light of the candles dances in dull gold,
What is heard in his whisper?- Scream of hopelessness,
Hopelessness, like a flying to the abyss,
The reason for this is lurking in the voice
Filling his head in a voice with his father's voice!-
"There is no sun in the sky without clouds,
There are no princesses in the world, these are fairy tales for fools!
And believe me, there is no God!
Son, believe me, there is no God! "
And he believed ...
And then one night that is darker than soot,
He quietly left the castle past a sleeping guard,
Violating the ban, which was given by the king-father,
But this is no longer important, everything comes to an end!
He walked along the wet streets- away from the city,
On the worst grass, dead without sun from hunger,
Through the forest that the black crown wing is black,
Through a thick thicket full of night rustles,
Toli sleep in reality- everything was spinning around!
Toli reality in a dream- everything came to life suddenly!
And how a dull fog filled the darkness
The voice familiar from childhood is his father's voice:
"There is no sun in the sky without clouds,
There are no princesses in the world, these are fairy tales for fools!
And believe me, there is no God!
Son, believe me, there is no God! "
And he fell asleep ...
And the next morning under the canopy of the old oak
He woke up from an unfamiliar sound-
From the wonderful singing of birds who met the sun,
And in the distance on the hill I saw a stranger ...
He came closer to him ... and what he sees-
There, below, behind the hill, on the solar plain
With flowers in hands, with wreaths in brown hair
Girls walk in green meadows ...
"Tell me the traveler the elder, does it happen
That dark clouds in the sky do not hide the sun,
And who are these virgins that they walk in the meadows,
So bright that the heart freezes, melts! "
"Well, don't you see or do not believe your eyes,
That there is no cloud or cloud in the clear sky,
And these virgins that flowers weave into braids,
All princesses! ”- so the old man answered questions ...
"Listen, dear old man, please answer me,
After all, if all this is really in the world,
That is, God is somewhere?! "The old man smiled a beard, smiled:
"I am God!" And the prince returned!
"Father, I saw the sun in the sky without clouds!
I saw princesses so beautiful that there are not enough words!
Father, you know, I saw God!
Father, I spoke with God! "
But the king replied:
"There is no sun in the sky without clouds,
There are no princesses in the world, these are fairy tales for fools!
And believe me, there is no God!
Son, remember, there is no God!
No God! "
"Father, what about?
I saw everything with my own eyes!
Just as I see you! I could touch my hands
The foliage that grows under a clear sky,
The elder of God, the princesses are beautiful, bright! "
"Tell me, son, did the elder stroked the beard?"
The prince thought, remembered and answered-
"I stroked ..."
And a crown flashed with a red evil ruby!
And the king laughed from a high throne:
"This is a gesture of the wizard- he pouted you!
You would not have hit you if you listened to me! "
But these words flew to the prince after
And the voice sounded loudly, loudly in my head:
"There is no sun in the sky without clouds,
There are no princesses in the world, these are fairy tales for fools!
And believe me, there is no God!
Son, remember, there is no God! "
And here he is in the meadow again ...
"Listen, old man! You will not deceive me anymore!
My father said who you are- you yourself know
That there is no sun in the sky without clouds,
There are no princesses in the world, and there are no gods!
You are just a wizard and all that is around-
Deception or magic is the matter of your hands! "
And in a clear sky, birds cheerfully frolic ...
The old man answered him so much, good, good:
"Son, you are in vain, because I did not deceive you ...
You yourself came, it means that is the destination