Текст песни Мегаполис - Мария Египетская

Well, she was a harlot, she sang songs,
she loved to drink wine.
Terrible, God have mercy, business -
there is a lot of happiness, but she is alone.

Who looked into her empty eyes -
drowned in their transparent honey.
There are sins, like golden candles,
ignited spontaneously in the light.

One morning in a sunny fog
ships were leaving for Palestine.
And the pilgrims were such guys -
wanted to get off the ground.

The masts creaked there not from the wind,
the salty side was not moaning from the waves -
Lungs, exhausted, with chills in the body
the pilgrims left for the Jaffa port.

In the alleys of the Holy City
this Egyptian was
everyone who wants a reward
just because my mother gave birth.

And when the truth was revealed to her,
with the same ardent tenderness she
withdrew into complete solitude,
spent forty years in the desert.

Her shadow in the fields beyond Jordan
still meet, they say
at noon when the goat herd doze,
her gaze appeared to the shepherds.

It is sweeter than the date of Jericho,
brown, and with a radiant rim.
Seeing him is like looking at the sun,
everything floats and shines around.