When the life enters a new period When the last rays of sun Are covered by darkness And there's almost no chance of dawn The wax figures wake up and bring New sense to existence. I. The cool halls exhibition The gloomy corners, wax around And time has died in figures But it'll awake them anytime Who made the museum figures? Who put them here and wrote The play when is it on I wanna see the creator I wanna know what is it for? Awakening of the figures Awakening of wax figures II. The whole world is a museum And every part of it is wax All people, cities, countries Are made of wax, belong to the play Who made the museum figures Who put them here and wrote the play when is it on I wanna see the creator I wanna know what is it for? Awakening of the figures Awakening of wax figures III. It happens only in dreams That you wake up in the museum And can escape from the wax You leave it you awake