Текст песни акзар фуко - Простите

The path of the warrior is thorny and far from light
Twisted knot intricate loops
Time to collect stones will come later
For now time of acts godless

Forgive those who are offended
Today in tears my abode
Young and green was apparently
And let the words sound unconvincing

Forgive those who neglected
And let the showy beat like a fountain
But I perfectly see whose smile is linden
And whose soul is fragile, like a violin

Forgive, forgive me Kirill
I later realized who you were for me.
I realized late that I had lost a friend.
We are not magicians, it is difficult to return the former

Sorry for the words that hurt
I often say: & quot; life is not a movie or a novel & quot;
I myself am not D'Artagnan far
The plane that flies not the pilot

Driven by a thousand passions, in the flight of a thousand devils
Boyarsky was right - everything will pass
Sadness and joy are just attributes
Their value is measured in minutes

Forgive those who melted nearby
& quot; Life is short to spend on anybody & quot ;,
you said it yourself repeatedly
So get your own boomerang

Sorry for the rude tone,
for stupid bluff, for phrases background
For the tenderness that remained unsaid
For the poverty of the words that were ostentatious

A friend that keeps a sinus stone
I forgive you, forgive in advance
Friend that is blinded by desire
I forgive you, forgive in advance