The meaning of the lyrics of the song "The Hypocrites' Ball" (Bal Licemerov) the performer of the song "The King and the Jester"

I'm drunk again,

But not from wine, you see,

It's from the merriment,

That intoxicates me.

Though I myself,

Am far from being pure,

There's a bigger trouble here,

That's for sure.

The trouble lies,

Right before our eyes,

Those who come,

With masks concealing what they own,

They're never alone.

Those who yearn,

For flattery to flow, their praises to be sworn.

I know, I know,

The purpose of this show!

Where's the start, where's the end?

Hypocrisy reigns in this pretend!

No boundaries can contain,

The endless parade of faces, all the same.

(Chorus)

Through comical masks, I study the crowd:

Courtiers and nobles all around.

Masquerade stars, the sky they eclipse,

Flattering them, a worthless coin one flips.

The jester's guise,

I wear with delight,

The ceremony so grand,

A holy sight.

A parade of fools,

My gaze, their poses seek,

Hold on tight, ladies and gents,

Checkmate, I speak!

I know, I know,

The purpose of this show.

Now look at those around,

Tell me, how am I more a clown?

If masks were stripped from every soul,

It'd be clear who's the real fool.

(Chorus)

Through comical masks, I study the crowd:

Courtiers and nobles all around.

Masquerade stars, the sky they eclipse,

Flattering them, a worthless coin one flips.

Я снова пьян,

Но пьян не от вина,

А от веселья я

Пьян.

И хоть я сам

Отнюдь не без изъяна -

Тут совсем беда - да!

В том беда,

Что сюда

Приходят те,

Кому под масками всегда скрывать что есть,

Есть.

Приходят те,

Кто хочет, чтобы как вода лилась в их честь

Лесть.

Знаю я,

В чем цель моя!

Где начало шоу, где конец?

Лицемерием пестрит дворец!

Не имея никаких границ

Вереницей вьется серость лиц.

Припев:

Сквозь смешные маски изучаю я народ:

Вокруг одни придворные и знать.

Звезды маскарадов заслоняют небосвод,

Польстить им, словно нищим грош подать.

Шута наряд

Надеть всегда я рад -

Торжественный обряд

Свят.

Глупцов парад.

Позеров ищет взгляд,

Держитесь, господа -

Вам мат!

Знаю я,

В чем цель моя.

А теперь взгляните на других:

Чем, скажите, я смешнее их?

Если маску снять с любого тут -

Станет ясно, кто из нас здесь шут.

Припев:

Сквозь смешные маски изучаю я народ:

Вокруг одни придворные и знать.

Звезды маскарадов заслоняют небосвод,

Польстить им, словно нищим грош подать.

The song "Ball of Hypocrites" by the band "Korol i Shut" (King and Jester) depicts a protagonist finding himself at a ball where everyone hides their true faces behind masks. He feels "drunk not from wine, but from the merriment," yet this merriment is steeped in falsehood and hypocrisy.

The protagonist observes that the ball is attended by people striving to conceal their true nature ("Who always have something to hide under their masks"). They crave flattery and fake attention ("Who want flattery to be poured upon them like water").

The protagonist himself doesn't deny his own flaws ("Though I myself am not without blemish"), but he's outraged by the pervasive hypocrisy. He witnesses the "grayness of faces" and compares the scene to a "parade of fools."

The chorus conveys the main idea: beneath the masks hide not cheerful ball-goers but "courtiers and nobility" thirsting for flattery. The protagonist seems to see through their masks, discerning their true essence.

In the end, he poses a rhetorical question: "Tell me, how am I funnier than them?" implying that everyone is equal under their masks, and removing the mask from anyone would reveal a "jester."

Therefore, the song "Ball of Hypocrites" serves as a satire of society, where falsehood, hypocrisy, and the pursuit of superficiality reign supreme.