I have lit in churches all
candles.
But one, one I saved.
For my friend
in autumn evening...
He would light it for my save.
For long
road
seems me shorter.
For my soul
after bit a nap
Aim to Russia again.
Where have torn
to hell all body
Brought it all alive.
Fought by day,
By night was singing.
Didn't let her
bit a rest.
Warmed with ice,
And fed with Heavens.
Life - lamb's skin, was all cried out.
Kissed with
riped snow.
And with fire tried to hug.
Took away the earthly love,
Giving yearning and faith
Doctored, -
dashing life with cake and ale
without measure.
No roof, no walls, no money -
Only bitterness and fear.
And sunset, where all in darkness..
Where nor door no gate.
I have lit in churches all candles
But one, one I saved.
For my friend in autumn evening
He would light it for my save.
For long road seems me shorter..
For my soul after bit a nap
Will be going to my home.
I gave the priests my absolution
For them will pray of me.
That drink my friends have filled for me,
I raise for you my Russia.