Текст песни Александр Маршал - Уходим

Strong wind blowing in the face,
Rising to the sky dark dust -
We go way our fathers,
In the dunes by a rare feather

And I would like to fly a little higher,
But the sun melts the wax in the wings -
We take off in the morning, in the dark -
It used to be someone went "at random"

In the ocean, the streets and squares,
Where bulk of buildings as the island,
Ships will become close to the road -
Maybe we do not come here anymore

Going, going,
From east to west,
To indicate the sunset!
Going, going,
From east to west -
There, where the clouds sleep!

Behind were nine seas,
And while there are forces that need to hurry,
We have over the years become only wiser,
And back to the home, completing the circle