Текст песни Блатной удар - Шут и Королева

Rings, my bell, ring,
Guitar, sing jester tunes.
I'll tell you one true story,
As clown fell in love with the queen.

In a beautiful castle of the king,
With his beautiful queen
Lived jester beautiful, young,
King loved his tunes

Once the Queen says:
& Quot; executed, jester, I serenaded
A stir my heart,
I will give you a kiss as a reward & quot;

Fell fingers on the frets,
And rolled tunes
And that night the clown learned
How sweet lips queen.

On the morning of our King on Fire
Burst into the bedroom Queen
And something hiding under the cloak
He sternly said the Queen:

& Quot; The Jester I am not loved,
And only loved his tunes & quot;
And threw her head clown
To the feet of the beautiful Queen

& Quot; Oh my jester, my dear clown
You now I do not see,
But go thou, king, Go,
Now I hate you & quot;

In a beautiful castle of the king
With its blossoming gardens
Grave there stands a jester
And all strewn with flowers

And every day there are
Queen Mother and son
Son sings songs,
A mother is crying like a little boy ..