Текст песни Геннадий Жуков - Оставьте, люди

From flashing lights play
On the surface of the old pond.
Shine so holy faces
At the feast the temple sometimes

When the heart of supplication,
The soul is calm and clean,
From heaven awaits us blessings
The hand of the Holy Christ.

Leave the people, all the vices,
Go through the white light,
Already fit our terms,
Before Christ to answer.

He is merciful, but asks sternly,
What did each of the people,
Until then, until the late-
The left little bright days.
The rulers and bureaucrats,
Your idea is not new;
Himself - filled with barns,
And for the people only words.

His phenomenon temples desecrated,
To cross stretched greedy hand
And with the country that you have done,
Remember people for centuries.