Текст песни Леонид Ярмольник - Над облаками, поверх границ...

If your city snow
If the fading light outside the window,
If the time is interrupted by running
And hopes for April no,
If the room is your night
Lurking in the corners of darkness,
No power to drive it away -
Call, I'll show you how.

Above the clouds across borders
Wind cling to the pipe
And bear migratory birds
Far from me to you.

And the city is living God.
Forty thousand years, and it all himself.
And of course, if he could,
He would have us with you gave us.
But get away from his face shadow
And he will see that I am right,
And give us one day
In violation of all their rights.

Above the clouds across borders
Wind cling to the pipe
And bear migratory birds
Far from me to you.