Пристань твоей надежды [Pristan' tvoey nadezhdy] [English translation]

There are the downpours in July

There are the blizzards in February

But your weary ship is looking for its harbour

In the sea of long waiting not lowering its sails

Amid islands it's looking for the shore of its dream

The harbour of your hope is waiting for you

The harbour of your hope is on the horizon

Through the fog and the distance you will see my light

You can't hear my voice calling you gently

If my song can reach you

You will see a lighthouse on your way

Then the blue sails will turn into wings

And soar through the sky to their native shores

The harbour of your hope is waiting for you

The harbour of your hope is on the horizon

Through the fog and the distance you will see my light

You can't hear my voice calling you gently