Текст песни Леонид Сергеев - Ветер Где-то в стране далекой.

Somewhere in the far-away country
Someone sighs deeply,
The air comes in motion,
Moving into the distance.
So there is a breeze
From the breath of sadness,
A timid and barely noticeable,
Quivering as sadness.

He is gaining strength,
Combining sighs,
Snake flows in kroons
Mouse rustling in the grass.
Sounds frightening him,
The sound of his troubled,
Wind takes to the skies,
Hiding in the blue.

Ah, why are spacious,
Ah, why are free.
Strong high fence
NITC is below.
Drunk from the purified,
Beats the clouds, like a falcon
And collecting feathers,
Knit one storm.

Sleepy fat clouds
Wind tore off places
Like a lazy cows,
Thunder as the whip strikes.
Lightning taut nerves
pierce his body,
The eternal laws of motion
Force him to give.

A lull in the land,
And confusion on the ground -
All in anticipation of the storm
They hide in their homes.
Darkness creeps in holes
And plug the gap,
Not leaving space
Air and words.

I'm not afraid of the storm.
Storm because it w wind
sent from afar
A slight movement of the lips.
I open the door,
I'm out in the field.
Past - unit
What we are building into a cube.

And swoops storm.
Storm? No! It's a breeze
Beating in my hands,
He wants to revive them.
I raise my hands,
I have spread their wings.
Past - unit
Breaks the thread of the fence ...