Rozencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

- I think I have it. A man talking sense to himself... is no madder than a man talking nonsense not to himself.
- Or just as mad.
- Or just as mad.
- And he does both.
- So there you are.
- Start raving sane.
- Why?
- Ah. Why? Exactly.

- My honoured lord!
- My most dear lord!
- My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Oh, good lads, how do you both?
- As the indifferent children of the earth.
- Happy in that we are not overhappy. On Fortune's cap we are not the very button.
- Nor the soles of her shoes?
- Neither, my lord.
- Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of her favours?

- What a shambles! We're just not getting anywhere! I don't believe in it anyway.
- In what?
- England.
- Just a conspiracy of cartographers, you mean?
- I mean I don't believe it! And even if it's true, the King of England won't know what we're taking about. What are we going to say?
- We say your majesty, we have arrived.
- And who are you?
- We are Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.