Somewhere in a market square
The cobblestone still shine
Glassy eyes behold the sight
Through another cup of wine...
The one eyed jester skips and turns
As he makes his way through the crowd
While the tavern's royalty
try not to laugh aloud...
The jester does another spin
And then falls to the floor
A show of hands, a short "Hurrah!"
A plea for him to do more...
The ease of laughter comes so fast
when you're not in
A jester's shoes
Cause when you've only Fools Gold,
you've got nothing more to lose...
Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?
Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?
The king he sit upon his throne
The worlds weight on his chest
When your mind begins to race
you've got no time to rest
"Where is my clown?
I need him now, to take
my troubles away..."
The harlequin rushes in as
his work begins for the day...
The harlequin rushes in as
his work begins for the day...
While somewhere in a market square
The cobblestones still shine...
Durackoe zoloto
Gde-to na torgovoj ploschadi
Bulyzhnik vse esche blestit
Stekljannye glaza sozercajut vid
Cherez ocherednoj kubok vina...
Odnoglazyj shut delaet pryzhki
Prokladyvaja put' cherez tolpu
V to vremja kak korolevskij traktirschik
Pytaetsja ne gromko posmejat'sja...
Shut delaet drugoj kul'bit
I zatem padaet na pol
Pokazyvaja rukami, korotkoe "Ura!"
Prosja sdelat' pobol'she...
Svobodnogo smeha prishedshego tak bystro
kogda vy ne v
shutovskih botinkah.
Konechno, kogda u vas tol'ko durackoe zoloto,
vam nechego bol'she terjat'...
Kto soderzhit bogatstva
Shut ili korol'?
Krepost', sdelannaja iz durackogo zolota
Ili slezy, kotorye prinosit sokrovische?
Kto soderzhit bogatstva
Shut ili korol'?
Krepost', sdelannaja iz durackogo zolota
Ili slezy, kotorye prinosit sokrovische?
Korol', on sidit na svoem trone
Mirovaja tjazhest' na ego grudi
Kogda vy nachnete
u vas ne budet vremeni na otdyh
"Gde - moj kloun?
Ja nuzhdajus' v nem teper', zaberi
moi neprijatnosti proch'..."
Shut bystr, kak
ego rabota, nachinajuschajasja s utra ...
Shut bystr, kak
ego rabota, nachinajuschajasja s utra ...
V to vremja kak gde-to na rynke
Bulyzhniki vse esche sijajut...
POJaSNENIE:
Zarabatyvat' den'gi mozhno neskol'kimi sposobami. Mozhno byt' shutom, razvlekat' narod, zarabatyvaja chestnye den'gi, ili korolem, otnimajuschim poslednee u krest'jan. I esche ne izvestno, kto iz nih bogache... |