In the night, from the hill Creeping shadows, cold caress On your face, hit the ground And feel the blaze One of all, young and scared In a nameless tale to write By my type, where do I begin
Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian
Now, call your name, on this page But no answer from the hill What's the time right to die... And wrong to live By your eyes, as you die Why so shining Leningrad Final breath, why do I begin
Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian
Higher, higher to hill, higher to God, higher to live...
Night is falling Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland Night is falling Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland
In the night, in the cold Creeping shadows from my back On this type, hit the page And feel the blaze From my soul, to my hands In a nameless tale to write