Текст песни Нина Орлова. Авторское исполнение - Еще не поздно.

Passed a barrage of fate and did not notice
And I’m as if in a nightmare, without lips, without these.
And I do not seem to live in a dry desert
And I wait, grace will be shed on Earth by a shower.
Just a little bit, another jerk ... because I'm stubborn!
And the ocean expands at the feet.

And there is wind! And there is room! Blue-blue!
And there the heavenly choir rings, marvelous chorale.
Bird chatter is clear, stars are available!
And to love you .... And to love you ....
And to love you .... not too late.

I’ll sprinkle curls on my shoulders and shout in my voice
In a troubled world, either a question or a prayer.
Cling as a primrose to the grass on a hillside
And somehow suddenly cease to palm up.
Just a little bit and get to the very steep
Through the alder is young and the forest is dense.

And there is wind! And there is room! Blue-blue!
And there the heavenly choir rings, marvelous chorale.
Bird chatter is clear, stars are available!
And to love you .... not too late.

Words, music, performance are mine
Arrangement (demo) Alexey Ustinov Studio "Virartek" Novosibirsk