Текст песни Елена Камбурова - Дарим новое время

At nights on the asphalt area,
Streamed empty links,
Running steppe horses,
And their eyes scold at me.
And in the eye is a horse there is a square window.
And the paintings flashes, as if in the old movie.
Behind the shoulders rifle, the saber beats about the eager.
Our young descendants give a new time.

I imagine mentally
Or, maybe I see in a dream,
What, the boy, I was enrolled
In the squadron at the Civil War.
But I went in vain in the nineteenth year,
The squadron did not wait, everyone was moving forward.
Behind the shoulders rifle, the saber beats about the eager.
Our young descendants give a new time.

Not back, not for past battles,
Run, boys, horses.
And download to other generations
Ahead of the upcoming days.
There in the upcoming dawn rides our squadron,
Having overtooking a century, at the time exploration.
Behind the shoulders rifle, the saber beats about the eager.
Our young descendants give a new time.