Александр Гильман - Ушба
текст песни

Fog spreads over the Caucasian ridges
It smells of bitter wormwood and mint
Like a light drift of snow, a dope that covers the soul
It covers the soul with incomprehensible melancholy

Fog over the mountains, deception behind
In the heart there is heavy pain and annoyance,
Is everything all right with you, there in the blue distance,
My pain and love and joy.

At the halt you will brew tea with herbs.
Touch the soul of your seven-stringed sister
It is very difficult on a hike without a song, my friend,
On this June moonlit night

Here is already near dawn over Ushba,
Everything that you carried in your heart, you said it all in a song,
We are parting to a new path with you,
The old station will meet us as true friends

You shared the burden of adversity and worries in half,
You insured the desire to reach the walls
You generously gave your strength, as much as you could
Only you could not find a place for sadness

And if life is very tough
Don't nod sadly at fate
But better call a friend for help
And lay out your route to Ushba

Come on, comrade, shake your hand goodbye
The simple belongings are packed in backpacks,
The hike is over - leaving with sadness,
Somehow it is not convenient for forest wanderers