Текст песни ЗарницА на Оби - В чистоте

In the purity of the night suffering
We will find the gifts of knowledge,
Chain desire to throw off the heart
And let's go.
To those who are alive, but barely breathing,
Who are asleep, but hears something,
Who forgot to step the wind,
And froze.

We share our eyes,
And mighty wings,
In the depth of forgiveness sky
Flight.
Skins stuffy clothes,
We take the soul current expectations
If the heart is joy -
Nothing to lose.

And the mountain tops we will,
And the mystery of space lift,
Bird pure aspirations
We are calling!
And leaving home tired,
Will be the first the smallest,
Summon without words
As far a hike!

Igor Kapustinsky