Текст песни Н. Кокурин - 1841. НА АРЕНЕ ЦИРКА

1841 in the circus

They have all their people | Am | G |
We are everywhere strangers | G | F |
This world is not created by us and not for us | F | E | Am |
Whatever we engaged
Wherever we go
We have them at gunpoint us vigilantly watch
Hosts dark world
This dark world
We are for them only meat for their guns and guillotines
We only fun for them
In the arena of the circus
Bread and circuses pressing suppliers

Win this world is impossible
Unless if humbly accept
His burdens, worries and grief
All of his death and death by death.

They have all their people
And we are strangers everywhere
And nowhere is no rest for the weary hearts
We were plowing and seyat
We squeeze and shave
And then crucify or harness at the stake
For the sake of amusement
Or vyaschschey profit
But it is their time and place, they are in their boat
Any of us can become one
Loved ones
And to be here at home, destroying all of us.

Win this world is impossible
Unless if humbly accept
His burdens, worries and grief
All of his death and death by death.
09.06.2012
- If we were among the people to the priests, postoyantsy-worshipers, I learned and learned to take communion at the Liturgy each visit and then they would have eliminated the need and the desire to litiyah, funeral services, church services, weddings, etc. dop.sluzhbah requires torn out. the context of the statutory services and the Liturgy. Even cats can priychit not shit on the floor, but in the tray if there is training. if not the whole parish communion, so no priest or he already or not yet able to alter the distorted mentality of the false priests. and again it is said that he who can not, he is not accepted until the fullness of the priesthood svyashe, otherwise he would know how to take the speck out of the eye near and icicles (fragments of curved mirror) from the heart, distorting vision of reality.