Текст песни Геннадий Жуков - что вы творите...

Krasnel sunset, silently run and old shepherd
He wrote the message to enhance the people.
We did not decide, but the Lord, what to be power,
Nowadays this rock fell.
Blessed are weak, that opinions are submissive,
And indifferent silent, closing the heart,
Under the mask of goodness icons are broken
And garbage burns in holy places

Temples and shrines ruined to feed
Those who Kabak was closer to the mothers of relatives.
War and hunger, Mount Schlock Lord on you.
What do you do, children?
Angels in tears in the sky.

It is impossible to break the spirit of the Orthodox People,
In all the Russians, Russian with God survived,
But you became young to lead another expensive,
And where can we keep the blow to us.
The letter of Holiness served as a pretext
Arrest it to betray the blind
And they atheated to be confused for faith in God,
How ripped thousands of others

Temples and shrines ruined to feed
Those who Kabak was closer to mother's mothers
War and hunger, Mount Schlock Lord on you.
What do you do, children?
Angels in tears in the sky.