Текст песни Олег Митяев - Огоньки на другой стороне озера

On the other side of the lake cooled down
Like beads around the yellow lights,
Like a shimmering snow from the former once,
In the blue mist floating through the years they have.
Through April blue podtaevshy through the ice,
I'm up to these lights is still far.
Not by my destiny or my friends,
Not open to the personal account of losses.
We then suffer as ice drifting snow,
Through the dim days of smoke over a period of years,
But always in the New Year for the brilliant elkoyu
Will chuditsya me that distant light.
Even though we live in the Laptev Sea and the Bering,
Not given to us to know how far it was to sail.
We still are waiting, and on this side,
We still need to be, and then we will be.