Текст песни Юрий Карпов и Сергей Анцинов - Юрию Визбору

Years go by, and we are still the same
Naive, we don't want to change
And maybe over the years, less often
With mute delight we look at dawn

And somewhere the mountains stand as before
Avalanches descend, water rustles
The rains are slanting and the wind is fresh
Trains go there without us

The years take their toll. Nights
Trying to dive into a life-saving sleep
We notice the futility of everyday life
And there is a desire to cross everything out

There somewhere mountains of wind sway
Blowing off the white banners from the tops
There the slope is wet with rain in the morning
A gray mist swings over him

Days go by, date is date
We hustle and argue and rush
And somewhere there, in the rays of the sunset
Lies a country of untouched peaks

Let's forget about everything
Shake off the sand and dust from the backpack
Let's move to where the mountains meet
Where the clouds will reach out to us.