Текст песни Антон Дёров - Как быстротечна жизнь-игра

So fleeting life is a game -
It seemed tomorrow, but already yesterday
Other players came
And they dared us from the board ...
Their rules are easy:
No one will remember anyone
Who won, who took any climb,
Who took a step on a pedestal
Who has not calculated the forces
Who was waiting for such a finale?
Only some twenty lines ...
Alas, not a panegyric - an obituary!
The game was his fate
But the battle is over
Another world, another idol,
And he is already forgotten by the crowd!
Goodbye hero ...