Pulkovo Meridian

In the night, from the hill

Creeping shadows, cold caress

On your face, hit the ground

And feel the blaze

One of all, young and scared

In a nameless tale to write

By my type, where do I begin

Thrust into you

The splinters of life

Fading away, lost in your mind

On Pulkovo Meridian

Bleeding on you

The tears of the crown

Fading away, lost in your fears

On Pulkovo Meridian

Now, call your name, on this page

But no answer from the hill

What's the time right to die...

And wrong to live

By your eyes, as you die

Why so shining Leningrad

Final breath, why do I begin

Thrust into you

The splinters of life

Fading away, lost in your mind

On Pulkovo Meridian

Bleeding on you

The tears of the crown

Fading away, lost in your fears

On Pulkovo Meridian

Higher, higher to hill, higher to God, higher to live...

Night is falling

Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland

Night is falling

Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland

In the night, in the cold

Creeping shadows from my back

On this type, hit the page

And feel the blaze

From my soul, to my hands

In a nameless tale to write