Текст песни Юлия Чичерина и Сергей Бобунец - Полёт над Уралом

In the winter the white expanse
Somewhere between East and West
We are waiting, but the mountains hillsides
And the soft snow paws

Where are we with thee shall
While the city slumbers in bed
We cling to the ice
But it flew

Interrupted flight over the Urals
A couple of hundred meters - it's so little
A little more life
A little less than death
Rise and almost did not become us

Drivers in blue Kamaz
Already we headed to our meeting
We share different views
And different plans for the evening

The treacherous wind screamed
To the ground bent pine and spruce
Through the squeal of brakes and dogs
Well, all flew

Interrupted flight over the Urals
A couple of hundred meters - it's so little
A little more life
A little less than death
Rise and almost we did not ...

Interrupted flight over the Urals
A couple of hundred meters - it's so little
A little more life
A little less than death
Rise and almost we did not ...