Текст песни Рысь - Зарывшись лицом в белоснежные перья

Burying his face in the snow-white feathers,
From ill wind hiding eyes
I fly to heaven. Boundless trust
To my lunoptahe: pure as a tear.

And the sky its blue blinds,
And feathers stole clench into a fist,
Boom hour under the sun shines,
And somewhere at the bottom I see a flock of onlookers.

Free flight. Disappearing borders.
In the vast ocean of the heavens tone.
We blizzard today - free bird
We fly to the sublime - not to the bottom.

Crystal Dawn we encounter in flight,
As for the hand of gray clouds.
Ah, heaven! Sorry! Without you, we miss you!
But we are waiting for the bottom of the home, family and love!