Текст песни Андрей Макаревич и Оркестр Креольского Танго - над облаками

If in the city of your snow
If the light is faded outside the window
If time interrupted running
And the hopes for April are not.

If in your night's room
Drank in the corners of the darkness
And there is no strength to drive him away
Call, I will tell you how ...

Above the clouds over borders
Wind will get off to the pipe
And suffers migratory birds
Diva from me to you.

God lives above the city
Forty thousand years - and all
And of course, if he could,
He would give us us with us.

But his shadow comes off his face
And he will see that I am right
And give us one day
In the violation of all your rights.

Above the clouds over borders
Wind will get off to the pipe
And suffers migratory birds
Diva from me to you.

(Added 08-01-2010)