歌词
It was well conceived in theory
But it doesn't work in life
Comrade has to wonder
Is it ever worth the effort?
Well, I don't know, but I've been told
Not to hang on to my hope
Well, I don't know, but I've been told
And I've been listening all my life
If you're ever less than certain about the world
Please, don't let the worry make its way into your work
And if you would stick up for me in the face of some adversity
Know that I would only do the same
'Cause it was well conceived in theory
But it doesn't work in life
And me, I will not write it off
Not ever having tried
Well, I don't know, but I've told
Not to hang on to my hope
Well, I don't know, but I've told but
That these are lies, and they get old
So, look me in the eyes under expanding winter skies
You'll find a feeling there that never knows the cold
Look me in the eyes, and the skeptic in me dies
The skeptic is a fool
We are exceptions to the rule
'Cause this is our land
This is our land
I will cross it holding your hand
From Krasnoyarsk to Moscow
We will not be turned away
This is our land
This is our land
I will cross it holding your hand
In crooked streets of Petersburg
We are all the same
So, if you're ever less than certain about the world
Please, don't let the worry make its way into your work
And if you would stick up for me in the face of great adversity
Know that I would do the same
Know we are the same
If you would stick up for me
Speak kindly and poetically
You can be my personal ambassador to the world
And if you're ever less than certain
I will be your Iron Curtain
I will be your Berlin Wall
And I will never fall
