Текст песни Марина Гутенева - Высоко, далеко

She has had many winters
When it became clear
That this world is unbearable
And the heavens are beautiful.
She was many years old
When suddenly wanted,
That someone there said: "Hi!"
She took and flew away.

High, far.
High, far.

And so on the clouds
Wandering through the heavenly thickets,
She learned a lot so
What wanted next,
Where are the billions of stars.
In the bottomless, dark space.
Someone there to ask a question:
"Where does life come from?"

High, far.
High, far ...