Текст песни Александр Буйнов - Божья странница

Where hollow sky bright,
Where space is wide cornfields
God's pilgrim I met
At the crossroads of three roads

Staff, coat, feet bare,
Cassock of coarse cloth
"What's your name - Russia"
She answered me

Believe me, once I shone
Blue eyes, sewing silks.
To know, now it's time has come
Redemption of sins.

What has always been elegant,
What danced, sang his heart's content.
What villain recklessly,
Overnight he surrendered.

He clapped his hands villain
And I cling to the knees,
And have a good laugh, tell peasants
In mockery gave

There also was beaten and trampled,
Schily chopping block and ax.
The suffering of the camp threw,
Machine guns at point blank range.

And now I wander through the world
Cursing these days.
Give me a copper coin
And the Lord keep you.

And he went on his way,
Teasing crucifix.
Just quietly after a miserable
He sang sad bells.

Where hollow sky bright,
Where space is wide cornfields
God's pilgrim I met
At the crossroads of three roads.