Violin

Is the violin cold - winter in Križana? She was lying in a case in the dark I put together the bags there myself, I'm counting on the violin. So I was waiting for the time to come - And my heart tenderly opens up, Here you go, little bird, hurry up at once, Hope fell asleep in him. That uncontrollably came, Jesus, Ty, The strings shook, they began to sway, Having illuminated my heart with love - And the strings of the heart began to sound like raptures. I am your violin, my lower Skripal, Take me, Jesus, in good hands, Let all earthly sorrow go away, May there be no more separation from you. Oh, hello! Oh, hello! Hi strings, don’t move, New goodness is shared with people! And in unison with the heart everything will sound, When heavenly love touches them. She gives peace and joy to everyone, Doesn't make anyone lonely. Whoever you see with your heart - Its melody does not wash at all.