Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Страха нет

Off the ground, I hold a course on the horizon
Vertical straight, perfect as sadness.
Fly in the clouds, I will make the wing river
And inadvertently scare fins and fishermen.
And freedom will flow into my arms, sails,
And rolled under me draped red forest.
I hand, do not leave - we have the north behind,
You will not find other birds, even a shadow
Fear not - heaven alone.
Fear not - heaven alone.
No fear...
 
I rip losses. Besides the heart to lose?
On earth is the earth only shot and love.
Do not hold me, wait for the first winter cold.
And your favorite eye-Oceans save,
I'll get back to you, come back to you dolechu of dreams,
I'll tell you about the one who taught us to fly.
I hand, do not leave - we have the north behind,
You will not find other birds, even a shadow
Fear not - heaven alone.
Fear not - heaven alone.
No fear...