Оригинален текст
Air condensantion in your head again
Feel frustacion
What you want to get is reputation
Of all your efforts nobody cares
How to stop this situation that is driving you insane?
For the authentic truth there is no salvation
Makes you feel despair
The abstract of your new art
Is denied by the same men
Who'll buy your creation when you are dead
Real humanist of present days
Hard working night and day
The world awaits your innovation
Before you fade away
For the authentic truththere is no salvation
Makes you feel despair
Must be inside of you there is no damnation
Make them understand