Текст песни Коренблит - А. Блок - Люблю высокие соборы

I like tall churches,
Soul humbled visit ,
Go to the gloomy mountain
In the crowd singing disappear.
I'm afraid of my soul two-faced
And gently bury
His image of the devil and wild
In this very sacred armor .
In his prayer superstitious
Seeking refuge in Christ ,
But from the hypocritical mask
Laughing lying mouth.
And quietly , with a changed face ,
In the blink of deathly candles
I wake up the memory of the two-faced
In the hearts of praying people .
Here - shuddered silent choirs
Fled in dismay ...
I like tall churches,
Soul humbled visit .