Текст песни Наталья Анфалова Сачкова - Молитва к Архангелу Михаилу. чит. А. Дубровский

I, in search of unthinkable freedom,
Eating the load of earth's shackles with him,
I will go under the white -stone vaults,
Under copper and gilding domes.

I will be forgotten my childhood.
I will remember all the prayers by heart.
I will come in tears to the Arkhangelsk Lika
And I will release pain and sadness.

I will put the candle to the warrior of Christ,
The prayer for all the dead is busy.
Wax candle with the smell of honey
It will be detected, burned, and all!

Oh, how much a holy was killed behind Russia!
Is it right for the right thing or in vain ...
And I'm praying about that jealous -
May their souls invisibly not burn.

Let those fighters who sleep the graves in brotherly,
Remembering the courage, God will forgive sins.
The representation of St. Michael
Let the Russian army keep.

Here are tears, like lead on the battlefield,
So burning first, but later cold.
I pray, I pray, standing on my knees
For all the dead soldiers of the country.

03/21/2011.