Zaostrovye

Verse 1

I had a dream, a mirage so far,

To live where water breathes, where dreams aren’t marred.

Where mirages stay, untouched, unscarred,

I packed my bag, no looking back,

The city whispered, “Go, don’t lack,”

And now I stand by the window’s arc,

Where the sea calls: “Stay, don’t depart!”

Chorus

Uh m m…

Oh, Zaostrovye!

I’m rushing to you,

Along these roads, through any rain,

Sun and sand in my fate again,

In your embrace, just stay, remain.

Oh o o, Oh, Zaostrovye — my place of might,

Yellow, warm shore in golden light,

All my answers, all my prayers,

In the whisper of waves — no more cares!