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

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

From childhood we are trained to do so,
And where will calm though.
We are so accustomed to
Like, there's no great harm.

It is difficult to understand
Where it is clear where the fog
In the flow of information
Adjusted for fraud.
Believing be
Deceived again,
That after not break
And also do not lie.

And again behold not believing
Everyone suffers in his own way.
So one big disbelief
Ruining thousands of timid ver.

And this, not even remember
The way was planned way.
All is forgotten and only insomnia
Does not sleep at night.