Хандра - Шахматы
текст песни

Chess

On the board is the king. Neither queen nor pawns
From the campaign, the rider returned on foot
I looked into my house, stunned, took a breath
He waited, opened the window -
Outside the window, arable land is divided into squares
Both towers are destroyed along the edges
Silence around. No friends, no young lady
Here you have a movie

And the king froze like a column in the temple
Like a jug with a bouquet in a window frame
Neither ask dad, nor cry mom
Damp, cold and not zgi
Crohn froze from the outside
Square does not fly, does not mumble a cow
The king is motionless. The crown is heavy
Presses the weight of the brains

And the king is neither alive nor dead
This castle was smeared before honey
He has always been scored by the people during all days
He glowed, thundered and howled
Ausvays did not ask here
Wine poured here and waltz sounded
The ladies of the head lost here, falling in love
In horsemen without a head

And the king is going quietly with the spirit
The pulse beats somewhere on the temple above the ear
He stands over a frozen river with fright
And is afraid to step on the ice
He does not see the shores in the fog at all
He froze like the last drop in the tap
And the king, as if to his beloved Krala
Quietly takes a step forward

And immediately in response to movement, deaf
Driving began from the depths of the board
From which a darkness from which is terrible
From which the gaze freezes
The king completely flew off the terminal
He stands like a her knee
And, like a ship that gave a fatal roll
Quietly takes a step backward

And the king burns like a wax candle
And the army spin around him
And it is dark in the eyes, underfoot slippery
And billions of arrows fly
So in a dense forest, branches beat in the face
Poles, horses, boats are visible through the eyelids
Combat elephants, counterintelligence officer
Step to the right, step to the left - an attempt to escape - execution

The king instantly confused the cards
His palace turned into a punishment cell
Do not demolish the heads, do not fix karma
In February, do not see March
The king is in the way the lid comes
He is sewn, he shines the tower
He will soon receive under the wail
And soon he will hear the mat

After the mat - darkness, silence, oblivion
Note in the newspaper. The verdict is carried out
Here's a death certificate, resolution
Ships and here is a bullet in the forehead.
Sign here. We understand, loss
Raise him, panting, sweating
Take this royal body
And put it right in the coffin

Your king will be quiet and black in the coffin
His head will turn into a skull
There will be no eye in it, and the jaw will sag
Worms will immediately climb from everywhere
The devils will immediately climb from everywhere
Everything, it's time to lead the children
If the finish is dated day yesterday
If the lock is empty and the tower died
If there is no life, it’s not scary to die
There will be many more deaths

And the king did not wait for March in February
He did not want a shah or a mat
He looked at them and said: “Guys!
While you are shed from longing -
Your portraits have long turned into cartoons
It's like a stranger to start a shashni
This is not chess - these are checkers "
He jumped over them, and left the board

And the audience applauded him longer and longer
And loudly whistled, and beat her hands
Shouted to him - how good you are
And carried him mountains of flowers
He walked, sending everyone to the hell
On the move, getting rid of the crown and mantle
And according to rumors now hiding somewhere in Malta
Holding a finger on the clock