Текст песни Алексей Понамарев - Северная земля

I was looking for you, how I lost, crossed around the ball of the earth
I don’t have the strength to admit this failure and I weave into the night only after you
I have an old lantern in my hand and a handful of dead seeds in my pocket
I’ll plant them there, as in old days, and from their seedlings I will be as drunk.

North ... North Earth ...
In rare beams, bright
North ... I reach the mountains
I can breathe.

On my shoulders there is a burden of love, thoughts in my head - no words can be found,
And your forests, just call me, the goal for me will be on the road
You let me in your heart, you gently shelter me in the snow
I spit on the crow for you and I weave at night only after you

North ... North Earth ...
In rare beams, bright
North ... I reach the mountains
I can breathe.

The day will light up like a spark, the brain flames over the edges,
I'll be back, because I really have to go, precious, Northern ...