Текст песни Zulya Kamalova - Вальс Пустоты

the smell of the steppe, wind, sky is my way
moving in space is my dream
now rails, now air, then ships
and emptiness of detachment

but i don't remember what i'm looking for
There’s no point in anything anyway
the smell of the steppe, wind, sky and you
and emptiness of detachment

it's all just love and longing
that would settle down and fall asleep forever
so that sometimes I have dreams
about the emptiness of detachment

and if the clouds clear the bright sky
thunder sounds are heard everywhere
may love and freedom
not what people say
warm my heart
let doubt be silent