Lyrics Барда - Неклассическая фэнтези

Come, good people,
I'm going to lie to you a story.
Reach your pennies -
I, too, nazhno eat ...
Sorry, you have to eat,
Beer, bread and sausage.
Hey, kid, you want to listen to,
So do not pick your nose.
For a thousand years hence -
Eh ago, but eh forward
Once upon a time was not so bad
With us kindred peoples.
Summer sown wheat,
Pies baked in winter,
Forest animals bird yes
Hunted as they could.
For decency, of course,
The people were knyazёk,
Ten years reigned slowly,
And quietly went to his grave,
And without a prince, as you know,
You can get into a dirt ...
Announced everywhere -
Say, you need a new prince.
Contender find quickly
Originally due to three seas,
The former princely Deputy Minister,
Mystery magician and sorcerer.
Narrow forehead, gray eyebrows,
Holes in the teeth do not count,
Power hungry, bloodthirsty,
In general, the bastard still the same.
Our bastard applied
Very true means -
A lot of vodka without tax
And a little bit of magic,
And quickly climbed to the throne
Began to commit a mess,
Declared war on the neighbor
For anything, and just like that.
Head chopped court
Fifteen times a day,
Harvest in three seasons
Squandered on the vine
A direct heir,
That is young princess
Forever imprisoned in the tower,
So nobody had a wife.
And learning about the bitter lot
Young girls sion
In this place was declared
Three young guys.
The first was a fist pood,
The third smart noggin,
And the second - a poet with a guitar,
But without haversack.
First eat even think,
And went to the taverns,
Reinforced, reinforced,
And ever perished there.
Well, and the third for the week
More wiser,
Bought a house, started trading,
And married a widow.
A second full month
All the police of the country
Calculates yes catching,
But good luck though henna.
Because guitarist
Loved the common people,
And people who fall in love,
He never lost.
In general, slumped guy
Yes Knyazhye to the palace,
And he sent a cheeky challenge
He court singer.
He first began to laugh,
It turned out - hurried,
Fucked up at the concert,
And the career completed.
And the same on the next Tuesday
Although, maybe Thursday
The new court bard in the paint
And embarrassment cast
Running extremely harsh
Political verse,
But was captured, otfigachen
And delivered to the Board.
And the governor said to him:
- You know, man, you're a hero,
A hero for tyrants -
Anyway, that hemorrhoids.
I'm such a flow shoot
I do not remember how many winters,
But first, for the sake of
We depict a duel.
Choose on what to fight,
I am so personally do not care,
With a bow or a halberd
Will you trampled in it.
And the poet said, recalling
A well-known myth:
- And let's duel on the songs,
Damn it, do not cheat.
Each took on the balalaika
And he went divertissement,
Who heard the ears in a tube
Be wrapped at the instant.
What would neither sang there usurper
A poet in his response
In hundreds of obscene limericks
Turns any verse.
Half an hour later a rival
Quietly slipped down somewhere,
Instead of menacing growl
Uttering quiet squeal.
He anger and laughter
Spell forgotten
And in the cellar for three constipation
I will plant was immediately.
As expected, of course,
The wedding was soon.
And at the wedding of the entire district
Sang, ate and drank.
Generally somewhere in two weeks
All the people went buhoy.
Well, that time for free,
And the reason good.
But in the morning it turned out,
What saved the princess
Against the rules is not beautiful
And no matter how hard or gentle,
Chur too capricious,
Not very clever,
But proud, jealous,
And terribly greedy.
Generally somewhere in a month
Newfound Prince
Realized that he was not a pleasant experience
This throne, and this power,
He did not write notes
Speak beautiful words
Just shoulders guitar
And such was himself.
Since then, a poet with a guitar
Walking barefoot around the world.
Someone is feeding his abuse,
Someone feeds sausage.
Soon autumn, then time
Shoes to boots.
I allude to it here ..
Who wants to - help