Текст песни Александр Гейнц, Сергей Данилов - Ее величество Гора

Her Majesty the Mountain,
Her Highness Hope
In any white dress
You dress in the morning.
We, in the hands of senseless,
Before admiration on their faces,
Uncrowned princes -
Half a kingdom in backpacks.

Her Majesty the Mountain,
Her Highness Reckoning,
Again Bloody Sunset
Disturb us at night.
The day will come, and all the way
Will bring one unique.
Our vocation - pilgrims
And our command - to reach.

Her Majesty the Mountain,
Her Highness Separation,
How ineffable sound
Full of goodbyes go.
And the first glimmer of dawn
Ski-track stretch for us.
We - to cool the flames,
But God knows the fire is burning.

Her Majesty the Mountain,
Her court ladies
Living, as long as we are able
One can understand the greatness of the yard.
Let them be happy in ages,
Wandering in the bustle of the provinces,
Uncrowned princes -
Half a kingdom in backpacks.

music by Alexander Heinz
words of Sergei Danilov