Текст песни Лора Бочарова - Маленькое предательство

Englishman:
Good day to you, gentlemen!
The world is waiting for change in the spring.
May landscape near Compiègne
Pleases the eye and hearing!

Cauchon:
But not for those of pride
Acts against the basics now,
Who dare brave the shrines,
Who was deaf to the advice!

Together:
This is a war.
One betrayal is not a price
One betrayal - not the price
One betrayal - not the price
For peace.
Lesser evil!
One betrayal of the Achaeans saved
One betrayal of the Achaeans saved
It's time for us to go Trojan horse,
Messire!

Cauchon:
- How is Albion?
Englishman:

- The same fogs! How is your coming?
Cauchon:
- Old wound!
However, we have now in Champagne
Wonderfully blooming vine.

Englishman:
It will be a warm winter and full
All for Christmas will be forgotten.

Cauchon:
I am also open then
I will look into your eyes!

Together:
Right approach -
One betrayal, of course, does not count,
One betrayal, of course, does not count,
One betrayal for noblemen is not a sin!
Pipes - hang up!
One betrayal - and a long rest
One betrayal - and a long rest
One betrayal - and a long rest
For all!

Cauchon:
A vague thought owns me,
Like another same idea
Implemented ...
Englishman:
- Where?

Cauchon:
- In Judea,
a month and a century different!
Englishman:
Those who wore a diplomat's raincoat,
In this game, too, the soldiers!
Pawn leads the game to patu?

Together:
Pawn off the board!
Thirty coins -
There is no sacred diplomacy,
There is no sacred diplomacy,
One betrayal is nothing more than a trifle!
Is not it?
One betrayal - a conscious step,
One betrayal - a conscious step,
One betrayal - a conscious step by us!