Текст песни Максим Леонидов - Маленькая роль

I got in this play
 A very small part.
 It just four words:
 & quot; We will break through, my king! & quot;

 Ten rapier thrusts,
 And when the free path
 Dying opponent
 I blade stabs in the chest.
 I lie in the foreground,
 Fly crawling on his forehead,
 The passing of battle
 I hear the roar and firing.

 I got in this play
 A very small part.
 It just four words:
 & quot; We will break through, my king! & quot;

 But the priest will come soon,
 Mumble at me.
 And the king, with downcast eyes,
 He will say: & quot; He died like a hero. & Quot;
 I will ask him during the intermission,
 Hiding under a yellow mask the pain:
 & quot; How do you cope with the enemy?
 I'm dead, my king & quot ;.

 And the king will answer sadly:
 & quot; Do not worry, my boy.
 I'm myself on this piece
 The negative character. & Quot;
 And his act in the near
 Shot against the wall.
 It may be for the benefit of
 Our damn country.

 I got in this play
 A very small part.
 It just four words:
 & quot; We will break through, my king! & quot;