Текст песни матушка Людмила Кононова - Пространство песни

Let's leave, a brother, a space of peace,
Let's go with you in the space of a song
All amazing and disembodied.
Suppose that on the ground it is still dark and the Syro,
Come closer to the fire Pridvin'e,
Under the innermost planet's rotation
On the right words nanizhite strings,
Combining our souls within.

You see, it is easy, so far as the wings fluttered.
Alarms from the outside we do not ukaraulyat.
And let us nestle here given the share,
But directed upwards, the wind blows the time our faces.
Spring floods love unearthly
In the sleepy streets flowing moments,
Let's sing to you about foreign guest,
Listening to the music of the night vigil,
 
 
Let's sing to you about the things the bird,
Worlds dismembered connecting,
Where all is wrong and where all doubles,
And only the harmony does not change.
Through the resounding copper is not to sing, not-listen,
How torn in flight, with us singing sea and the land,
How intertwined, rushed up the branches and crowns,
Throughout the night we did not sleep, the sound of flipping unremittingly.