Текст песни Дима Крамарчук - Молитва

Time passes we are not getting younger
The sky above us, alas, does not grow old,
We're like a clock re-wound
We walk in circles born by someone.
But everything has an Organizer,
It does not interfere with living as you want,
But without Him we cannot live,
We cannot believe, we cannot love.

Lord thank you
If you didn't help me
I could not go this way.

The sky above us gently bends
Forgives us everything, does not take offense,
As if the whole universe flies on wings
The homeland of human souls is perishable.
It happens in life
That people are born without love,
But they still want to live
They want to believe and just love.