Текст песни Андрей Смирнов, Артур Беркут - Рожденный дышать свободой

Born to breathe freedom,
Going to the edge of the Gods
Erases winds years
The dust worlds.

Where erect century
Canines pristine rocks
Each of us finds
What to look for.

The path to the Far East!

Look at this world,
And let the old days,
As the wind rushing to nowhere!
Look at this world,
And even if you store
In the east, the brightest star!

He was baptized he became the sky,
Cold water rivers,
He became what previously was not:
Human!

Wanderer find his way
And where the noise of the surf,
It will be like God,
Will you!

Hundreds of years of the dawn!

Look at this world,
And let the old days,
As the wind rushing to nowhere!
Look at this world,
And even if you store
In the east, the brightest star!

Clutching the sand
Lost years
We are the children of its roads,
We are all looking for the light!

Look at this world,
And let the old days,
As the wind rushing to nowhere!
Look at this world,
And even if you store
In the east, the brightest star!