Текст песни Андрей Никитенко - Благословен

Blessed

Walking on the green in the grass,
Warm sun on your back,
Strawberry smell and resin.
Went - did not know where to go,
Pines stood in the way -
Branches, needles, roots and trunks.

The sun disappeared behind the mountain,
Forest wearing a green haze,
Blue haze dressed heaven.
Jingle-murmur in the distance,
There's a stream running down to the river,
Clean and clear as a tear.

& Quot; My Blessed be God!
Blessed be the Lord my,
Creator of this world,
Heaven and earth and all that is in them, -
Blessed be! & Quot;

Flask with spring water,
The bag bread and a handful of salt,
Wool beads on hand.
Wanderer went to the holy places,
Name of the Lord in the mouth,
The glory of his Creator ascetic.

& Quot; My Blessed be God!
Blessed are You, O Lord,
Creator of the world,
Heaven and earth and all that is in them -
Blessed be! & Quot;