Текст песни ГанZ - Мёртвый клоун

The roar of insane rumors
Lights up the lights
And thousands of joyful lips adore him
But it is empty.

And he doesn't care
He has long been dead.
And it's hard to say in words
how ashamed of him for such love.
His success is your naive laugh, admiration.
His deception is so necessary for you, crime.

Dead clown, dead clown
I'm tired of pretense
I admit I didn’t know
Dead clown

Cooled passion
Unnecessary power.
The bitterness of lived meaningless days
It will help to fall.

This guilty feeling
That damn sadness.
Well, let,
And from this love a long-awaited death.
It’s better to burn quickly than to smolder.

For many years
Unrest is not a punishment.
In a fun hour fooling you -
Like misery.

Dead clown, dead clown
I'm tired of pretense
I admit I didn’t know
Dead clown

The applause will not console him
He was just tired of everything.
Like wild torture, going on stage
To play this role again.

But there is no thrill, he is lost, forgotten:
Here is the unfortunate king.

Dead clown, dead clown.
In the arena of life, he is fading away.
Dead clown, dead clown.
In the arena of life, he is fading away.

Dead clown, dead clown
I'm tired of pretense
I admit I didn’t know
Dead clown

Dead clown, dead clown
I'm tired of pretense
I admit I didn’t know
Dead clown