I dedicate to the children of orphanages, children of prisons, children of the streets ...

Who are we? We are the stem and the leaves,
Slabs of split granite.
We are the links in a single monist, -
Steel, reliable, durable.

We are the raindrops. Let us
Weary earth quench my thirst.
Holding hands, we are a flame
Reborn from the torches of our hearts.

We are beyond resentment and pity.
We are children Freedom and Will.
Not mercy to us, but misfortune.
Do not take part in us, but Share.

We would have to choose from thousands of roads
Choose our own, reliable.
We would have from thousand lines -
A live, road song!

Who are we? We are strong in unity,
With hope, warmly awakened,
And we also have starry dreams,
When our souls travel.

And the world is indivisible - it is ours. And the Almighty,
And the wind, and the waves, and the sail are ours.
We just want to get a little taller.
We just grow up earlier.