Wake up, Alice, time to run,
What’s evil never sleep.
The Queen of Hearts and her damn tarts
Will only make you weep.
Run, my Alice, and run fast
To reach White Rabbit’s Hole.
The Knave of Hearts won’t miss a chance
To desolate your soul.
The Castle is not safe for you,
You go and find the door.
The King of Hearts have built his fort
On death, on flesh, on gore.
все должны были хоть раз в жизни сыграть в эту игру