Текст песни Павел Кашин - Ну кто тебе поверит, в наш беспокойный век...

And access to all the arena freeze:
Gladiators and wild lions,
When concrete wall
 I run up all the foolishness of his head.
You throw the core of lightning
And methane is extracted from people pure uranium.
And the audience is still crowded,
But with each lightning all fades and darkens the screen.

Well, who do you believe, in our troubled century,
And in your heart the first snow fell.
And who will believe you, secrets and dreams,
When all of the doors will not eat you.

And by the camera flash,
You notice the familiar and exciting look.
And you're your own hands
Embarks on a hitherto unprecedented wall discharge.
Everything turns into a foam,
All disappears: the gladiators and wild lions.
When he appears on stage
The great master, the master of your head.

Well, who do you believe, in our troubled century,
And in your heart the first snow fell.
And who will believe you, secrets and dreams,
When all of the doors will not eat you.

Well, who do you believe, in our troubled century,
And in your heart the first snow fell.
And who will believe you, secrets and dreams,
When all of the doors will not eat you.

And leaving the arena ...