Mother, you told me about a theater,
In which everyone will have a few good roles.
As a kid I trembled for the magic of the theater,
This is how anyone who was there lived.
This theater, this theater , this theater
The stage is here and the audience is pouring in,
Something big is being prepared, they are talking, they are shaking,
A fantastic play has been written by a young writer,
And there are no clichés in it.< br/>But what kind of theater is this you told me about?
You cheated, because the roles have run out.
Mr. Director, you are not doing your job,
The boards with high hopes are worn out.
But the brightener ruined everything!
This is an exaggeration, no one believes this.
The help is to blame, but he only muttered,
I can't even whisper without a book.
Something very we should still do great good,
If we have already been born, it is not in vain to live.
To invent some pure, true role,
So that all our dreams come true.
This is the theater, this is the theater.
you have to be afraid,
Just look each other in the eyes with courage.
You don't have to be afraid, you don't have to be afraid,
Just have the courage to look into each other's eyes.
This theater, this theater,
This theater, this theater.
I am waiting for my fate so late, quietly,
So at 120 years old,
Well, this is the theater,
This is the theater, this is also the theater.

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