The unknown star is shining, again we are away from home, again cities are between us, takeoff lights of aerodromes.
Here we have fogs and rains, here we have cold sunrises, here, on an uncharted path, intricate plots are waiting.
Hope is my compass on Earth, and luck is a reward for courage, as for the song - one is enough, if only it is about home.
Believe that here, from afar, many things are lost from sight, thunderclouds are melting, resentments seem ridiculous.
You just have to learn to wait, you have to be calm and stubborn to sometimes get from life stingy telegrams of joy.
Hope is my compass on Earth, and luck is a reward for courage, as for the song - one is enough, if only it is about home.
And you still can't forget everything that we once didn’t finish singing, sweet tired eyes, blue Moscow blizzards.
Cities are between us again, life separates us, as before, there's an unknown star in the sky shines like a monument to hope.
Hope is my compass on Earth, and luck is a reward for courage, as for the song - one is enough, if only it is about home.