Текст песни Юрий Скворцов - Киты

All the ambiguities are outwardly simple
but they raise a lot of questions
Whales come out of the deep
on the sandbank of the slopes

From hypotheses and versions to schemes
refuting scientific facts,
without laws and other systems
commit bloody acts

What drives them to certain death
to another world, where are fogs and dreams?
After all, the forgotten earth
generates both bitterness and tears

Maybe the time has come to leave
free herd
or lost their way
under the cold blue of a starfall

It's not easy: the laws of love
harder than an ordinary test ..
Where honor is mixed with blood
death is possible as a form of protest