Текст песни Татьяна и Сергей Никитины - Над землёй бушуют травы

Raging above ground herbs
clouds float as surfactants .
And one thing , there's the fact that right -
It's me, it's me, it's me ...
And I do not need fame.

Nothing is no longer necessary
I and those floating around.
We would like to live - and all the reward .
We would like to live , we would like to live , we would like to live -
And we sail across the sky.

This pain does not subside .
Where are you, that living water?
Oh, why war happens,
Oh, why , oh why , oh why ? -
Why kill us ? ..

And the smoke of the paternal roof
All pale, pale and above.
Mama, Mama , you hear
My voice , my voice , my voice -
He farther and quieter ...

By tears , smiles past
clouds floating over the world.
Their army is not thinned out -
Clouds, clouds, clouds ...
And there is no limit to them !

Raging above ground herbs
clouds float as surfactants .