Текст песни Андрей Памиров-98 - 2.Христос Воскрес

As if it was not quite
Awful many thousands of years
Since then, as he appeared to all -
Jesus of Nazareth, the place

His holy soul,
As the branch of a weeping willow

His Father was always with him -
He filled his
In his words, the simplicity,
But there is nothing wiser

And the Spirit like a dove from heaven
He fell on his shoulders

Christ has risen, darkness beating
Christ is risen, death by death

For him, there is a whole nation,
And with Him His twelve.
He began a perpetual campaign,
And now - coming in glory

And the precious blood
Flows on the tree of the cross.

He will never die
Our Jesus - ever living
He is soon enough
And it will be King over the earth

His holy eyes
Love looking at us

Christ has risen, darkness beating
Christ is risen, death by death