[Verse 1]
Glory from Karaganda
Holds its airwaves again
On the screen — silence,
But he’s building an entire world
A day has passed, but there’s no action,
He laughs to himself
Into the microphone — and it trembles,
As if it’s arguing with the silence
[Pre-Chorus]
He sings — and everything flies by
But that gaze doesn’t fade
If the voice doesn’t fly
He’s still going back.
[Chorus]
Slava, Slava, keep the stream
(keep the stream)
There’s no voice — but you’re alive
(but you’re alive)
Slava, Slava, keep the stream
(keep the stream)
You’re trying, and it’s a hit
(it’s a hit)
[Verse 2]
The karaoke room is cramped,
It’s off‑key there, but who cares.
He takes on a high tone,
And in response, sadness comes.
But there’s fire in his eyes,
Like in the eyes of those who didn’t run away.
He laughs: “So what,
I honestly gave it my all.”
[Pre-Chorus]
Let the top note not be too much,
Let the glass tremble in his hands.
He comes in on the chorus,
As if the world had been searching for him.
[Chorus]
Glory, Glory, keep the stream going
(keep the stream going)
There are no votes — but you’re alive
(but you’re alive)
Glory, Glory, keep the stream going
(keep the stream going)
You’re trying, and it’s a hit
(it’s a hit)
[Bridge]
And when the audience gets tired,
And the last frame freezes,
He’ll still be singing the same way,
Maybe not in time, but it’s true
[Chorus]
Glory, Glory, keep the stream going
(keep the stream going)
There’s no voice — but you’re alive
(but you’re alive)
Glory, Glory, keep the stream going
(keep the stream going)
You’re trying, and it’s a hit
(it’s a hit)
