Текст песни Михаил Калинкин - Ушедшим в небо навсегда

His soul aspired to the mountains
And there stay forever,
Stayed in space corridors
For all of last year.

His soul flew to the glacier
Flow white fire
And good-bye to the body,
And we are left to protect.

Win or lose -
Let everyone decide for themselves.
A living soul movement,
Another - the tranquility of the soul.

We ourselves - how many stand,
Kohl on the plain there is no place,
Only calm space
Or a secret movement.

And follow the cats go away easily
In the blue glass of the glacier,
And flowing under his weightless hand
Clouds, clouds, clouds.

He went through all the borders,
He broke the yoke of being,
He can settle there now,
Where is the place only to him.

It will continue forever,
Write your road line,
And smile at people counter,
And the distance to go on the glacier.