Текст песни Мария Бунтарская - Ступени - Юргис Балтрушайтис

We are foggy steps
To the bright heights of God's mountains,
Rising from the shadows
To the jubilant expanse ...

From rapids to rapids -
On the vexing line -
We all chase the valley dream,
In a difficult zeal for height ...

But in the smoke of the hanging cloud
The heights are dying, and blessed,
Who directed his step steeper
Along the ledges of gray walls ...

He does not hear confusion further,
Moans chained in dust
Before the brave, feel free
The depths of heaven and the breadth of the earth ...

Asleep as a drop in the ocean
A world of dumb and vain tears, -
Wise, who is in the silence of the last edge
Have lifted up the greedy heart!