Текст песни ArtVitae - Навстречу ветру

Wilted old aspirations
Replaced by a shaky proposition
Success has left a hangover
Thick fog hid the radiance of previous dreams

Through the darkness and evil wave
Our old sail heading

Towards us cold wind
And the cold, that he would come in the evening
Despite the hardships we are together
While our ship is emptied every day

Consumption of expensive
From those who were dear to us

Oh-oh, the old moments
Left in the soul a dim light
And the rain will be blurred
In a series of years gone by

Fate turns dashing
We will bring a breath of freedom
Constellations of new guidelines
Will provide an opportunity to build a dream route

Again, Bush waves
The whole world will fill
They were howling from all sides
Muffle moan

Oh-oh, the old moments
Left in the soul a dim light
And the rain will be blurred
In a series of years gone by