Текст песни А. Маршал - Слишком долго было моё пусто свято место..

Life - spindle

Cradle - source,

So I got to the those three roads .

And I stand as if , at the door ,

And behind them waiting for me

Is that all of a mile.

Youth as a prisoner,

I could not come ,

But for you, one heart I sberёg .

And three roads

I fell to my knees ,

I found you , I almost lost it.

 

From wild snowstorm breaks my heart ,

Vedma- blizzard evil behind laughs .

For too long it was my holy place is empty ,

And I'm going to church to steal the bride.

For too long it was my holy place is empty ,

And I'm going to church to steal the bride.

 

Dome light up in the hair crown

Behind the back are brothers yes father .

I believe - God will forgive the sin of my last -

I 'll steal you in front of everyone .