Текст песни А.Иванов - Спирит -Конец пути...

I hear the wind singing to me
He's calling me home
In her is the joy of hope and the flame of fire
It warms me
I know the hard way,
But I can not collapse
Through the rain and heat
I'm Rushing Home
For a quick river, for the sun I'll go
In my native land I always find my way
I was clear about parting
How wonderful it is to come back
In your house
And I realized now that in the middle of the night
I searched: all my roads
Your light lit up
The river here sparkles,
Here the sun rises,
Eagles fly here,
Here the heart sings,
Here joy is everywhere,
There is no harm in it
Ooooo I'm coming back to you
I will always