It takes ten years just to get your stinking leg up
Then five more to make it not look like shit
Soviet children: form a crowd
Sized and tested
Who will be a star
Hero of passion of whom they'll say:
She took her final breath in grand plier
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
You were a swan but now you're swimming in the caribbean
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life
Everybody's asking me:
Where is Mary?
I don't see her at the theater
Or the parties
That's right
Because she's carving bamboo
Far from the artistic milieu
Never thought she'd live without
Allegiance to a life of art
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
You were a swan but now you're swimming in the caribbean
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life
La-la-la...
Life changes
One day it's egg shells and bread
Married to an intellect
The next you drive a corvette
Things change
You live your life for the stage
'Til your kidney floats away
Throw in a car accident
A time for art
A time for living
Sometimes the two can be conflicting
And mama I'll meet you at Caribana
Together we're the highest form of art
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
You were a swan but now you're swimming in the caribbean
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Too bad your pirouettes now look almost as bad as mine
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Who needs that bullshit we can drink at the casino all night
Switch to Russian 
