Текст песни 14. Мумий Тролль - Далеко

Fruent parts
In the fire of spring, we threw
And fell on the eyes
They are like gray-haired seas
Not found the strength of the struggle in words.
Us told by the beluga
In organ fugue
Celebration of blackened land,
Where the leaves will be green
We touch your hands.

Far from the noise filled with noise,
Far from the captured by the wind of meadows,
Further to the topic of the sea shores,
But the heart beats so and does not give up.

Burnt feathers
Could hardly tear off the ashes
Dead snows.
Old beliefs, together with fire,
Passed the entire way of resurrection again.
Is it worth believing future days
Carrying pictures of bright years,
Where love comes not to us,
Winter endless light.

Far to the careless field of flowers,
Far purity of forest spring,
Even further calm sea waves,
But the heart beats so and does not give up.