Текст песни Запредельное Небо - 1995 - Счастье внутри

I was walking down the street with a new friend
carrying her heavy bag in my hand
With a lot of problems in my head and wine in my backpack
On the day when at the crossroads
we met people in orange sheets,
singing in a language we don't understand.

I was surprised by their funny outfits
And why are they so uncontrollably happy
Just singing, raising your hands to the sky
Singing their unearthly breathed something familiar for a long time
We decided to stay by letting our trolleybus pass

I told them I was lost
In the city among the calling shop windows
"But maybe you know where my happiness is? -
Yes, of course, you have it inside! "