Текст песни Алла Пугачёва - Двадцатый век

Year: 1984
Music author: Nikolaev Igor
Lyrics by: Reznik Ilya, epigraph of Osip Mandelstam
 

My age, my beast ...
Who will be able to look into your pupils
And glue with his blood
Two centuries of vertebrae?

 

To take the century out of captivity
To start a new century,
Knotted knee days
It’s necessary to tie a flute.
To tie with a flute
To tie a flute ...

 

Twentieth century - a strange century -
Tender and cruel.
The century in which man
God or player.
Century of the great brave
With a proud fate.
Century of notorious fools
With a poor soul.

 

Twentieth Century! All that will be with me
The twentieth century is up to you.
Twentieth century, all that will be with you
Twentieth century, depends on me!

 

The century was rising lightly
Fell, starved.
By car and metro
I changed horses.
He built bunkers and bridges
Atom split
Lived in the name of kindness
Burned with shame.

 

Twentieth Century! All that will be with me
The twentieth century is up to you.
Twentieth century, all that will be with you
Twentieth century, depends on me!

Don't be held captive by lies
Break the chains of evil.
Give us peace. And the war
Kill the war!
Give us time to make it clearer
This world understand
So that in the crowd of roaring days
Defend the truth.

 

Twentieth Century! All that will be with me
The twentieth century is up to you.
Twentieth century, all that will be with you
Twentieth century, depends on me!