Текст песни Аня Зимина, слова Linda L. - Письмо в Изумрудный город

I fought for a peaceful sky
Over a huge Magic Country
I fought for the past (or non-fiction)
I fought for eternal peace.
Frozen on the border of stories,
I chose the path that I didn’t
So that later, being a hero,
On the feather bed of fairy tales fall asleep.

Drew castles in the air
From the sand I made at home
But then, like a dream, strange and sweet,
I forgot about them myself.
Only suddenly woke up in the middle of the night
Far beckoned by the light in the window
In a hurry then very, very
And fled, my City, to you ...

I was a very young girl
Holy believed in your secret
Even in a jar with ordinary green
I looked for the key to my heavenly comfort.
But now - so many years have flown by! -
I still dream in a dream
That one day, with the dawn, timid
I will go to the emerald star.

She is! Far to the horizon
At the border of snow-capped mountains.
I seek her steadfastly, but for a long time,
Looking with flour in a heavenly pattern.
Earlier, in childhood, I saw her
From the window of my bedroom in the night.
What has become of me now, my city?
Unless I became an adult,
Preserving the inviolability of the soul?
Answer, do not be silent! ..