Текст песни муз. С. Евтеев, исп. Милана Алероева, Анна Зинченко - Школа под номер 3

We are beautiful youths of birds,
We fly without knowing boundaries
And always our baby faces
Look into the distance from the album pages
Half of my best days have passed here
We are ready to repeat a hundred times
You will always be loved by us
Our school is number three

School is all our joys,
School is a sip of good knowledge,
School is white bows for first graders
School is the last bell for sadness!

And when we become famous
Virtual we will send hello
To teachers for work and diligence,
Our hi-tech school!
We are proud to study in the third
Prosperity and give us love
A team of all talents inflorescence,
Our school is number three!