R.Rozhdestvensky, There, Behind The Clouds - Transl. (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

There, in sky, the young rain's heaving high,
Wind over the sleepless plain is anxiously flying...
I'm interested in if there's a border behind,
There, behind horizon...

I was not vain in going long
To this high sky, though sleeping in snow.
But I recognized, what is the essence of dawn,
There, behind the clouds.

Now, at last, I believe in my mind,
That after the failure, with life, to friends devoted,
I'll meet you one time, and you'll be only love
There, behind the road.

If there will be trouble with me,
Don't cross the earth to and fro with a sad mind,
Know, my heart you will find there always in real,
There, behind the clouds.

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The popular song about pilots

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