Each day - the same. 
There's nothing new that you can tell 
And nothing's changed since when I came. 

Each day's so gray. 
No new emotions, no new thoughts 
And no new feelings. 
I may be changing every day. 

And yet I'll change 
The world will not, it will remain... 
Nor cold, nor hot, but gray- 
Each day - the same, it's like a game. 

A theater's this world. 
There're no new actors, 
No new plots... and yet it's made of gold 

It isn't worth to watch it every day, 
Since their gold is gray. 

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