Текст песни Сергей Купин - На золотой колокольне

There, on the Golden Bell Tower,
There but not now
The sun pierces us
And we do not hurt us.
There, on the Gold Bell Tower
In a quiet evening hour

There, on the top of the steppe,
There on a three-headed hill
I sincere breathe me
The chains fall from the heart.
There, on the top of the steppe
Flowers turned to the moon

In the kingdom of swallow
Place come true dreams
Time to take off and us
There, on the Gold Bell Tower
In the kingdom of swallow,
Know, it's somewhere there