Текст песни Ты не веришь... - муз. А.Чурагулов ,текст М. Кривошеев

You do not believe that coastal stones breathe,
That they have oxygen, initial and long-time,

You do not believe that seagulls with their own
Raise the wave. But believe in the name,

But believe in the name of the Holy Cutting,
That dawn is born in a new sunset,

That traces on the sand remain forever,
What, making, like wings, tired shoulders,

You will be able to take off. You can't do not believe
Through the skin of stones pierce feathers.

Look, you see there, on the border of the surf,
Heart of water, expired by love.

See how the sea pulses at the feet
And goes to the legs like a giant puppy.