| The chariot of the sun lit up the city
|
| Illuminated the city, looked out the window
|
| Looked out the window to meet the sky
|
| To meet the sky, the city lit up
|
| The city of a patient people lit up
|
| Patient people, smooth work
|
| Smooth work on yourself
|
| Above oneself, and around nature,
|
| And around the nature right above which
|
| Directly above which, the chariot of the sun
|
| The chariot of the sun rejoices in the air
|
| The air rejoices because it is filled
|
| The fact that it is filled with the energy of freedom
|
| The energy of freedom, what is it?
|
| I will ask for good armor on the road
|
| From reasoning even, and sacred songs
|
| To the wise, multiple glory belongs by right
|
| Who opened the way to the oak forest, the rejection of destruction
|
| Liner "INTERKOSMOS", the cabin boy is cleaning the deck
|
| To see the universe Mother
|
| Some of the natural children gravitate towards the source
|
| Who looks into a dream, about how ... (x3)
|
| Some of the natural children gravitate towards the source...
|
| And under the armor, the heart is pounding, the bird rushes like a painting in a song in
|
| air about the stars
|
| Which are visible even from inside the well
|
| And about the chariot of the sun
|
| I would like to grow up, become more attentive
|
| I would like to express my deep gratitude
|
| To what is happening in the space directly above us
|
| Who flew, he knows what is there above the clouds
|
| Great sun, always driving his chariot, unique
|
| And filling everything with radiance,
|
| And plasmoids live on the surface of the sun
|
| On prominences, as on waves, they sting to their heart's content
|
| Some of the natural children gravitate towards the source
|
| Who looks into a dream, about how ... (x3)
|
| Some of the natural children gravitate towards the source
|
| And under the armor, the heart is pounding, the bird rushes by, as if painting with a song in
|
| air about the stars
|
| Which are visible even from inside the well
|
| And about the chariot of the sun
|
| And under the armor, the heart is pounding, the bird rushes by, as if painting with a song on
|
| air about the stars
|
| Which are visible even inside the well
|
| And about the chariot of the sun |