Больше никакого рок-н-ролла [Bol'she nikakogo rok-n-rolla] [English translation]

Fever's wandering through the body,

leading round dances

Hurting bones like hell, not letting to visit

Sweat's pounding with streams, by morning, day and nights

Apparently to no avail taken the meds

Thermometer half-awake - soon will be forty 1

Mixture haven't saved, temperature's rising

High like a bitch

No more rock'n'roll

No rock'n'roll

No rock'n'roll

Thermometer half-awake - soon will be forty

Mixture haven't saved, temperature's rising

High like a bitch

Fever's wandering through the body, twisting nervous system

How it wants by morning, day and night

If one were to born -

let savour it,

Let breath it, give people chances

To fulfill themselves, to storm into this world,

To fall in love with this world, to figure this world out,

To be dissapointed.

No more rock'n'roll

No rock'n'roll

No rock'n'roll

To fulfill themselves, to storm into this world,

To fall in love with this world, to figure this world out

To be dissapointed...

Oh my goodness2

It's silent in the Celestial Empire, all left in the childhood

Al left in the past, it's sickening in the Celestial Empire

It's only left to witness on voltage

Cut threads of the events

To see fluff and feathers of the fallen empires

Slow thoughts are hung in the head

Son is growing up so fast

No more rock'n'roll

No rock'n'roll

No rock'n'roll

Only fluff and feathers of the fallen empires

Slow thoughts are hung in the head

Son's growing up so fast

Oh my goodness

Oh my goodness

1. Fever of 40°C (104°F) or forty years of age (in the year of album release).2. It's an exclamation, but can be literally translated as "nothing for oneself".