Архип и его Алиса - Картинки - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It happens that no one interfered, so I calmly saw a new day.

He dressed himself in a coat, put on his boots, and deftly made a somersault as a clown in a circus.

Kinks were right, in some record they sang that life is moving pictures.

I walk through puddles - I am again striving somewhere. On the street of passers -by today, a bit too much.

They stick their limbs back and forth and this fuss gives the right to eternity to them!

And what should I do with my questions: “What is cyclical” and “what is movement”?

In the Dahl dictionary there is a definition: "Life is the state of an individual, the existence of an individual person."

It happens! You were born again! In that life was an outcast, and in this he became an artist.

You go alternately to the mountain, then to the mountain .... From the public, tomatoes are thrown onto the stage .... Shakespeare, who once said: was right:

"Life is a theater, and people are actors."