Let's pretend the veil
reappeared in front of our eyes,
and somehow our conscience
rolled backwards.
All the accumulated experience was inadvertently lost.
We are blind again,
and our shoulders are itching for approbation slaps
from the grey crowd.
Let's pretend, let's pretend,
let's imagine we're blind again.
(chorus)
Casting a sober look back on the world
is painful to the eyes.
We all have fooled ourselves some day,
but we have forgotten forever
how to pretend.
Let's pretend that nothing depends on us.
Politics? What politics? This country has long ceased to be ours.
Here everything has been pillaged, bewitched, all is settled:
a crown for the tsar, and for Ivan, the slammer and a funeral wreath.
Let's pretend, let's pretend
our crown is a funeral wreath.
(chorus)
Let's pretend that war marches on inside our heads,
that money and vodka can make us happier,
that the cat doesn't suffer when her kittens are drowned.
Let's pretend these animals asked for this themselves.
Let's pretend, let's pretend
the animals asked for this.
(chorus)