Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - До вершин

to the top

The closer the pass - the longer centimeters,
Top creeps chain backpacks.
Limits ahead, tense nerves,
Unnecessary steps and no further ado ...

The trail soars up and falls cliff,
Storm sucks the dirt ...
Why are you upstairs? There's just kind of nice,
And maybe - someone's life was cut short.

But silence in the silence goes vperёdsmotryaschy,
Confident in all, who behind his back!
And anyone knows, even a little present,
What steps Terrible trail.

In the gorge got fog at the top of the raging winds,
Here, each on its own chosen route!
The closer the pass - the longer centimeters ...
And tomorrow - to the heights! They're waiting for!

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