
Tekst piosenki
[SOLOISTS]
1866–Wilhelm Steinitz
1894–Emmanuel Lasker
[MOLOKOV]
How straightforward the game
When one has trust in one’s player!
[SOLOISTS]
1921–Jose Capablanca
[MOLOKOV]
And how great the relief
Working for one who believes in
Loyalty, heritage
True to his kind, come what may
[SOLOISTS]
1927–Alex Alekhine
[FREDDIE]
How straightforward the game
When one is free from distraction!
[SOLOISTS]
1935–Euwe
1948–Mikhail Botvinnik
[FREDDIE]
When your only concern
Is laid out so clearly before you
64 squares
They’re the reason you know you exist
[SOLOISTS]
1957–Vasily Smylov
1960–Tal
[MOLOKOV]
It’s the weak who accept
Tawdry untruths about freedom
[SOLOISTS]
1963–Tigran Petrosian
[MOLOKOV]
Prostituting themselves
Chasing a spurious starlight
Trinkets in airports
Sufficient to lead them astray
[SOLOISTS]
1969–Boris Spassky
[FLORENCE]
Does the player exist
In any human endeavor?
[SOLOISTS]
1972–Bobby Fischer
1975–Anatoly Karpov
[FLORENCE]
Who’s been known to resist
Sirens of fame and possessions?
They will destroy you
Not rivals, not age, not success
[SOLOISTS]
1956–Budapest is rising
1956–Budapest is fighting!
1956–Budapest is falling
1956–Budapest is dying!














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