Текст песни Олег Белов - Вершина Зовёт

Top is calling

Music and lyrics by Oleg Belov

Who is more familiar with a backpack than a jacket,
And to those patent leather shoes who prefer vibrams,
Whose scars do not adorn the appearance,
Only he touched the clouds with his hands.

The summit is calling, climber!
Your climb will not be easy.
Look around - at the end of your rope
Someone's life is walking.

Let someone say it's not smart
Strive uphill if there is a way around.
But we go where the sun is visible,
When it gets dark below.

The summit is calling, climber!
But just one awkward step
And hold on - at the end of your rope
Someone's life hung.

From the cold, the voice became hoarse and rude,
But our base camp will warm tea.
We will carry flags in the life of our friendship,
And the years will not blunt the ice ax!

The summit is calling, climber!
So, no other is given.
At the end of the rope again
Someone’s life is whistling a song.