Текст песни Вадим Самойлов - Ураган

After forty thousand years of wandering
The wind was returning to the old mother
At the last dose of air and sleep.
Kiss me - I'm dying
Only very carefully, Mom, -
Do not look into the eyes, the dead eyes of the Hurricane!

Forty thousand years visiting a fairy tale.
The stars gave me luck
The power of the ocean, the heart of a dead man, yes.
There I forgot how to cry, mom,
But roar when due to fog
See the sails of the hurricane's dead eyes!

Pamparampa - the road to Hell!
Pamparampa - the road to Hell.
Sing the wind to us, burn the soul!
Parampa Pamparampa!
All my toys, mom
Scattered by a Hurricane.
No more tales, mom,
Mom