Текст песни Наталья Трясцина - Когда поднимаешь ты голову выше...

When you raise your head above
You see Russia on a plowed roof.
Ring bells, with them - daisies.
And the heart flares under the Russian shirt.

Shins as quartz on a dusty road,
Takes pride, crying in longing.
Spring will be squeaked in vain alarm,
And the trace suddenly leaves on the wet sand.

Of all metaphysics, one is more expensive to me:
Star, which is born in a pile of manure.
And crush evil disgruntled faces,
What a seedling is wild becomes a rose.

Ringing bells, with them - chamomiles,
And the heart flares under the Russian shirt.
When you raise your head above
That you believe that God will hear this heart.