Текст песни Валентина Александрова - Не скажу на счёт роста

"A":
... I can not say at the expense of growth,
But the higher spiritual
raises you
Over the fetters of sleep ,
Duma that they have ? Darkness,
And empty and sinful ,
Let the street in August ,
And at the heart of the spring .
I shot out of a cannon into the sky ,
You fly like a bird ,
Under you fade
Horrible days
And let the soul sings ,
Let the screams , swearing ,
Because in the world
We are with you alone.