Just another story, 
About a sixteen years old boy. 
What have you done? Why was it so wrong? 
We”ve grown on the same streets, 
we’ve gone to the same school. 
How could this story ever happen to you? 
Exciting days, exciting life, 
Cool music, girls and football fans. 
He found friends to belong to the crowd. 
He looked to his left. He looked to his right. 

Hey, Moscow! Do you have time? 
Take a look on all those shattered lives. 
Hey, Moscow! Do you have time? 
They want to be [bad word] Tragedy.

From this moment the death wheel has started the ride. 
Luzhniki, Manezhka, black, yellow & white. 
Everywhere he has been in the first row. 
Everywhere he has been in the first row. 
Headlines of the news, on radar of police 
And everyone has just doubled his sins. 
He found friends to belong to the crowd. 
He looked to his left. He looked to his right. 

Hey, Moscow! Do you have time? 
Take a look on all those shattered lives. 
Hey, Moscow! Do you have time? 
Another [bad word] Tragedy.

He and his friends they were going from a pub.
Saw a man, his skin color was black.
One of them started a fight,
One of them took a knife,
One of them ran away
And the man bit the dust.
One of them said:
"Boy, take the knife it's your fault!
You are sixteen years old, nothing will be wrong."
Now the boy is in jail for the next twenty years
His lonely mother has drowned in tears.