Текст песни Вячеслав Ковалев - Взрослеет человек

While growing up man
And running speeds
Relentless time
Acquire the spirit of the flesh is aging,
And we ask, "Lord,
Save and Protect me! "
With weighty book flies off the dust,
Where an invention where a true story,
It becomes clear.
Reading parables and grieving,
We recognize ourselves -
No one is holy but
Disappear daring and beauty.
We hear the voices -
They sing in the service ...
How little sense in the bustle,
The haughty simplicity,
And, even in friendship!

But there
Humility and honor
Be the good news,
What conscience do not eat through!
And if not "over it"
If successful,
Its just rather,
Atone as sin!

And for those who raised himself to the circulation,
There will come a sales tax
The percentage of fraud.
After cheering every time
Do not "for show"
And "pocket."
But the ringing deserved fanfare,
As the light from the distant lights,
Prevents understand
What awaits us there, in the bend,
But knowledge has
We must take the themselves.
So matures Man:
His quivering eyelids,
As a sign of awareness
That which in life he
It is important to nothing
The repentance.

And there
Humility and honor
Be the good news,
What conscience do not eat through!
And if not "over it"
If successful,
Its just rather,
Atone as sin!