The language is invisible with a smile, Viter wake up kviti, Vicks quietly Music in the garden. So the Lord is single In an impregnable world I call again to give life, The spirit is burning. To give life by the Spirit, Wrapped in wind. What to bring from the sky Heart of grace. Eternally life-giving. Filled with a candle, Let us reach God Give penance. I'm starting in the world To Yogo Cathedral, Where to live in love Souls in heaven. My spirit inspires Music for God Music of Christ - The glory is in miracles! Shlyakh, which is a cry to the sky, Radio and light. Vice-purchased The sacrifice of Christ. Strings of the soul stick out Holy Spirit, mov viter... Dikha grace Music is holy! What do you need to earn? Already the trills of birds are not miles. Don’t grill the barvi rulad anymore, We fought for God’s purpose, Bo was baking and the smoke was already dying. We are rushing past the endless abyss. Grind i virtue resin. And by the lofty word of the Lord Isus has hemmed that vogon. I died, I rose again, I ascended. I gave us the Holy Commandment, In whom i is strength, i is low, I zrodu nebacheniy retinue. That Word was brought to Tereveni. Duchovna yatrit slipota. I call, it’s cold, everyday, The people of Christ are scratching. It gurgles now to the right, now to the left. Then straight into the fire of hell. So stand up, my brother, kindly On the Way of Grace Yogo!
