Текст песни Столбовский Евгений - Ступая по морю

Stepping on the sea ,
And in the storm falling ,
We see not storm
That gray foam .

Emotions avalanche
What remains in us ,
Mind in that guise ,
What passion burns ,

There is nowhere to hide ,
Only touch the sky ,
Through the words of prayer ,
Baby wake up .

And the storm that listens ,
You will not be touched ,
You became silence,
Only a god returning .

here and now for you ...