Возвращайся, блудный сын -
обретешь покой и мир
не бывает в мире грез
боли, горя и слез
Я сумел подняться над суетою
Оставляя шумный мир за собою
Я хотел увидеть, что там – за стеной из снов?
Зачарован был мой взгляд миражами
Спрятан к правде путь во мгле и тумане
в своих грезах слышу голос и иду на зов
Возвращайся, блудный сын -
обретешь покой и мир
не бывает в мире грез
боли, горя и слез
я и сам был только тенью под маской
жить в тени легко и так безопасно
но не спасет меня от бури замок из песка
я потерян, как корабль в океане
Спрятан к правде путь во мгле и тумане
Меня несли ветра удачи, и голос снова слышал я
Возвращайся, блудный сын -
обретешь покой и мир
не бывает в мире грез
боли, горя и слез
Вечный путь – он как вечная память
вечный путь – блеском славы он станет
жизнь твоя пустой не будет
а рай пусть дальше ждет тебя
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin',
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son,
For there'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Now don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means
that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear
the voices say
Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
Come back the prodigal son -
have peace and world
does not happen in a dream world
pain, grief and tears
I was able to rise above the vanity
Leaving the bustling world behind him
I wanted to see that there - behind the wall of dreams?
Enchanted was my opinion mirages
Hidden path to the truth in the mist and fog
in their dreams I hear a voice and go to the call
Come back the prodigal son -
have peace and world
does not happen in a dream world
pain, grief and tears
I myself was only a shadow under the guise of
live in the shadow easy and so safe
but did not save me from the storm sand castle
I'm lost , like a ship in the ocean
Hidden path to the truth in the mist and fog
Wind carried me luck, and I heard the voice again
Come back the prodigal son -
have peace and world
does not happen in a dream world
pain, grief and tears
Eternal journey - he as an eternal memory
eternal journey - a blaze of glory , he will be
Your life will not be empty
and heaven let more is waiting for you
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin ',
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son,
For there'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Now don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means
that I do not know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear
the voices say
Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
