Текст песни Владимир Кузьмин - Пороги

Thresholds, sills, steep rapids,
There is a flat road in the turbulent river.
A violent heart, forgetting the anxiety,
Wave slitting runs from boredom.

He loves me more than I know,
I was cured and my soul.
Raging wind let the sun shakes
And few drinks with us meets the dawn.

Where do we go from the depths of the water?
Gloomy rocks dream about us.
We fly over the waves on Kruchina,
Until extinguished the fire of our eyes.

He loves me more than I'll live
On this planet, at this star.
I'll stay the happiest in the world
The mere moment with you today.

And on the right and left sadly, shyly
Crosses do not allow us to forget about friends.
Hold me tight - I myself inept,
But I believe, we shall break through the storm and fear.

He loves me more than I am standing.
And if we are lucky and go clear,
We'll go to the shore, as if from a fight,
And the sky we will call back to itself.

We'll go to the shore, as if from a fight,
And the sky we will call back to him!