Chorus: I choose to be real,

The power is in the legacy, everything is firmly in me.

I carry its milestones on our land: Durability, endurance, depth - this is my rhythm.

The echo flies stronger and stronger.

Verse 1. In this city bustle, At the peak of glory

I'm left alone in the darkness. Among this falsehood

I'm broken, naked, as if

"Wedge Selmer"

You all expect me to fall cruelly. But you can't wait - I'll sprout through this fog...

Chorus: I choose to be real,

The power is in the legacy, everything is firmly in me.

I carry its milestones on our land: Durability, endurance, depth - this is my rhythm.

The echo flies stronger and stronger.

Verse 2.

I want to live without shackles. Dissolving in music

I don't expect happiness - I'm ready for this. I don't need pity.

Sincere love doesn't need blueprints