Текст песни Марат Мазлоев - Апостолу

My friend, you are the first Armenian
In which there is no guile at all!
In me an unthinkable kingdom
By right, you are only a mandarin ...

"What will you take from the mossy branch ?!" -
You said, having learned about God ...
I don't know what's wrong with me
But you are always good in me ...

Mosheev hill you took with me
On your death day .. Live and remember
How did you respect my roots
With your stubborn foot ...

Your ear is hard as a barn floor,
Albany, the righteous asleep!
I, like prophets in the past century,
I will appeal to the soul and the Spirit:

“Nathanael, rise again!
A picture with fierce enemies
Don't be afraid to nail it upside down ...
And get out of your skin for love! "