Текст песни Борис Трофим - Где-то в тундре

Somewhere in the tundra far
Under the ground deep
There are many black gold.
And stand drilling
Like steel christmas trees
To get this black oil.

Chorus: And there are people,
They believe that
This edge and mighty, and rich like God's gift.
And the capital of the tundra
In the edge of the cold
There will be a city such Naryan-Mar.

Not in romance case
Just in the heart
The beauty of the Polar region and the Spirit.
Everything is so simple and strictly,
And with nature, as with God,
You can talk out loud here.

Chorus: But there are still people ...

Whoever believes - no need
May simply deviate (south),
Where heat and bakes.
The day will come and probably
Oil will go to the surface
And in the pipes in the country will flow.

And when in Naryan Mare
Call trams
And the garlands of neon advertisements will be lit,
Sick in the shooter
Look at the city
And I will say: "Goodbye, Bam"