Текст песни Мокрица - Птаха

And again, as always trying to hide pain
Behind false smiles and forced laughter,
Alone is just not allowed
penetrate and together with a humorous echo
Compare with the heart of the Citadel,
trample, break and enjoy the collapse,
agonia of the soul, not saving happiness cradle
At the moment when the hopes became a rush.
Further dive into the dark, playing this role
Create, gifted by fate, a consciousness, not affected by fear.
But I continue to live while I wick wick
And the heart is trying to warm the hopes of tiny ptah.

(M. Prokhorova)