Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - ...ведь трудно разобраться, где ясно- где туман...

We have not bent the years,
We are looking ahead fearlessly.
Only even the weather forecast
We are more and more lies.

From childhood we are trained to do so,
And where will calm though.
We are so accustomed
Like, no big trouble.

It is difficult to understand
Where it is clear where the fog
The flow of information
Adjusted for fraud.
believing be
Deceived again
To not break after
And also not to lie.

And here again we gaze in disbelief,
Everyone suffers in his own way.
So one great disbelief
Ruining thousands timid faiths.

And this was not even remember,
So, what it was planned way.
All is forgotten and only insomnia
Do not give sleep at night.