Текст песни: Endgame #2 + перевод

Chorus:

1866--Wilhelm Steinitz.

1894--Emmanuel Lasker.

Molokov:

How straightforward the game,

When one has trust in one’s player!

Chorus:

1921--Jose Capablanca.

Molokov:

And how great the relief, working for one who believes in--

Loyalty, heritage, true to his kind, come what may.

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1927--Alex Alekhine.

Frederick:

How straightforward the game,

When one is free from distraction!

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1935--Euwe.

1948--Mikhail Botvinnik.

Frederick:

When your only concern, is laid out so clearly before you.

64 squares--They are the reason you know you exist.

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1957--Vasily Smylov.

1960--Tal.

Molokov:

It is the weak, who accept tawdry untruths about freedom.

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1963--Tigran Petrosian.

Molokov:

Prostituting themselves, chasing a spurious starlight.

Trinkets in airports, sufficient to lead them astray.

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1969--Boris Spassky.

Florence:

Does the player exist in any human endeavor?

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1975--Anatoly Karpov.

Florence:

Who has been known to resist,

Sirens of fame and possessions?

They will destroy you--not rivals, not age, not success.

Chorus:

1956--Budapest is rising.

1956--Budapest is fighting!

1956--Budapest is falling.

1956--Budapest is dying!

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