Текст песни Андрей Герасимов - Путь в гору

Storming some inaccessible cliffs,
And while taking the snow falls,
Climb up the hill the traveler tired,
Reach as quickly as possible to the top of the wish.

He knows that when he got - it's the sun rises;
He believes: rise .. and a rest ..
He sees perfectly white all round;
You're a little bit, because there his house ...

And he almost certainly got to the top,
A little bit not enough - cracked branch.
The sound of a wave after wave -
Avalanche mountain trail.

That would be younger! Then b grabbed!
Then b caught, climbed, shoulder!
Alas, there is much power in the hands of the former,
And could not the same when I was young ..

No one will appreciate the nature of cynicism,
And the ice will not warm the cold prism ..
Forever hidden and no longer live,
Under the snow avalanche old elderly ..