Текст песни Ива Нова - Евразия

East wind blows the dust ,
And fate played rosary ,
Burns Sun subsidiary ,
Dry days are short .

Black hair is turning gray ,
Yes, the roads are yellow,
Why do you shout , rebellious ? -
After all, heaven does not hear voices !

Rolls - time life of a pea ,
And the fate throws in whirlpools ,
Snow sun zaporosheno ,
And the rains wash away the gold.

But heaven does not hear the voices -
In vain you shout , rebellious !
Yellow hair is turning gray ,
Yes, the roads are black .

And you're screaming , unruly -
Let the sky hears voices !
Dance winds yellow and black ,
Scattered gray hair ...