Ochyen’ mnogo raz ya syebye zadaval vopros,
Dlya chyego rodilsya na svyet, ya vzroslyel i ros?
Dlya chyero plivut oblaka i idut dojdi,
V etom mirye ti dlya syetya nichyego nye jdi…
Ya bi ulyetyel k oblakam - jal’ kril’yev nyet,
Manit myenya izdalyeka tot zvyezdniy svet…
No zvyezdu dostat’ nyelyegko, hot’ tsyel’ blizka,
I nye znayu, hvatit li sil dlya broska…

Ya podojdu yeshye chut’-chut’,
I sobirat’sya budu v put’…
Vslyed nadyejdoy i myechtoy,
Nye dogoray zvyezda moya, postoy…

Skol’ko jye yeshye mnye dorog pryedstoit proyti?
Skol’ko pokorit’ mnye vyershin, chtob tyebya nayti?
Skol’ko jye s otvyesnoy skali mnye padat’ vniz?
Skol’ko nachinat’ vsye s nulya, i yest’ li smisl

Ya podojdu yeshye chut’-chut’,
I sobirat’sya budu v put’…
Vslyed nadyejdoy i mechtoy,
Nye dogoray zvyezda moya, postoy…