Текст песни Мила Кириевская - Настасья

The sky was drunk,
A little launched Niva Bread,
The wind caught the crown of pines
New autumn knocked in Russia.
Along the road in a white scarf,
Cross wooden in fine hand.
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
Faded faded moon,
Time has come: the war ran out.
Poor Earth God again let go of sins.
In the far village there were roosters.
Along the road, to long-range domes,
The faithful legs themselves led to the temple,
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
Hay! The wind suggested, the field flowed the river,
He has grown, wounded, but alive.
In God's lampada, the quiet light will grow
It will become desirable, anyone who was warmed.
Somewhere under the Head, the new life will be
Tight in the hand of the cross you hold your own.
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
The Holy Communion was Nastasya ...
To the Holy Communion went Nastya ...