Paroles et traduction Алёша - Руки выше

Руки выше

YA stoyu na krayu stseny, vizhu zhivyye steny.
Formaty, - oni brenny, v telike Barbi i Keny.
Ne pomenyat' nashi geny, ne propustit' dushu cherez veny.
Foto morskoy - etoy peny, ne budut otkrovenny.
YA khochu etot mir, videt' Mir - i mir uslyshat'.
Vizhu vsekh, kto yest' Mir - tot podnimayet ruki vyshe!
YA khochu etot mir, videt' Mir - i mir uslyshat'.
Vizhu vsekh, kto yest' Mir - tot podnimayet ruki vyshe!
Sto golov na odno kreslo, konechno, chut'-chut' tesno.
Kto-to krichit: "Tak nechestno!"; tochno, on prav - zhelezno.
YA zakryvayu glazki, chtoby ne videt' maski.
Pust' luchshe tak budet, tol'ko b vernut'sya b v lyudi.
YA khochu etot mir, videt' Mir - i mir uslyshat'.
Vizhu vsekh, kto yest' Mir - tot podnimayet ruki vyshe!
YA khochu etot mir, videt' Mir - i mir uslyshat'.
Vizhu vsekh, kto yest' Mir - tot podnimayet ruki vyshe!
Ruki vyshe! Ruki vyshe!
YA khochu uvidet' Mir, ruki i glaza.
YA khochu uslyshat' vashi golosa, da!
Chtoby zatreshchali mezhdu nami steny -
YA dlya etogo poyu na krayu stseny.
YA dlya etogo zhivu mezhdu formatami.
Mezhdu skladov s avtomatami.
YA khochu, chtoby menya ves' Mir uslyshal:
Ruki vyshe! Ruki-ruki vyshe!
YA khochu etot mir, videt' Mir - i mir uslyshat'.
Vizhu vsekh, kto yest' Mir - tot podnimayet ruki vyshe!
YA khochu etot mir, videt' Mir - i mir uslyshat'.
Vizhu vsekh, kto yest' Mir - tot podnimayet ruki vyshe!
Ruki vyshe Ruki vyshe!
Ruki vyshe! Ruki-ruki vyshe!

Hands Up

I stand on the edge of the stage, I see living walls.
Formats, - they are fleeting, on TV Barbie and Ken.
Our genes won't change, you can't let the soul through the veins.
Photos of the sea - this foam, won't be sincere.
I want this world, to see the World - and for the world to hear.
I see everyone who is the World - the one who raises their hands higher!
I want this world, to see the World - and for the world to hear.
I see everyone who is the World - the one who raises their hands higher!
A hundred heads for one chair, of course, it's a little tight.
Someone shouts: "It's not fair!"; exactly, he's right - like iron.
I close my eyes so as not to see the masks.
Let it be better this way, if only I could return to the people.
I want this world, to see the World - and for the world to hear.
I see everyone who is the World - the one who raises their hands higher!
I want this world, to see the World - and for the world to hear.
I see everyone who is the World - the one who raises their hands higher!
Hands up! Hands up!
I want to see the World, hands and eyes.
I want to hear your voices, yes!
So that the walls between us crack -
I sing for this on the edge of the stage.
I live for this between the formats.
Between warehouses with vending machines.
I want the whole world to hear me:
Hands up! Hands up high!
I want this world, to see the World - and for the world to hear.
I see everyone who is the World - the one who raises their hands higher!
I want this world, to see the World - and for the world to hear.
I see everyone who is the World - the one who raises their hands higher!
Hands up! Hands up!
Hands up! Hands up high!