Текст песни ЗарницА на Оби - Новая Эра

Through the mists of years we have to go with you
Bring sadness, joy days back
Not a precipice in the dark on the way home
The heart does not cool down in the ice captivity

Cried the bird and rushed up
You do not sleep, my friend, the hour of wake
You see the sun flame at his door
Remember his name probably recollect

Horrified insight weak hand
Gut feel the icy fire
So we are destined to be with you again
Our battle flag raising

Cried the bird and rushed up
You do not sleep, my friend, the hour of wake
You see the sun flame at your door
Remember his name probably recollect

And the hour, in the movement of the Spirit come
Under wraps, sleeping, until then an epiphany
And are entered, and found the meaning of life
And he remembered the name and purpose

And the people, the crucified on his passions
The holy hour of prayer forgets fear
Newborn faith exalted song
Hello New Age - it's me, I AM!

Igor, Andrei Kapustinskaya; Yuri Anoufriev