Look at the faces: so nervous, – trouble’s ahead;
I know there was a sky, can’t remember where;
We will meet again, and we will say “Hello”, -
[Yet] something here still isn’t right;
(Refrain):
Rock-n-roll's dead, but I am not yet,
Rock-n-roll's dead, but I…
Those who still love us, watch our steps.
Rock-n-roll's dead, but I… am not yet.
From now on, the time will advance in straight line;
Step up, step aside - their world's left behind.
I burned their life like a newspaper pile -
Now only dirty asphalt remains.
(Refrain)
Elbow to elbow, a brick in the wall;
We had too much pride, now we’re paying for all:
For those who were with us, who waited for us
And those who will not ever forgive us, that:
Rock-n-roll's dead, but we are not yet,
Rock-n-roll's dead, but we are…
Those who still love us, watch our steps.
Rock-n-roll's dead, but we are… not yet.
Rock-n-roll's dead, but I am not yet,
Rock-n-roll's dead, but I…
Those who still love us, watch our steps.
Rock-n-roll's dead, but I… am not yet.