Текст песни Неизвестен - Над страной, где под небом стоит Вифлеем

Over the country, where the air is Bethlehem
In the east, the Magi saw the star
As the country was born Jesus of Nazareth
And all the angels sang in the Garden of Eden.

And the child clung to his mother's breast
And Mary dropped a tear furtively
The hard way to expect it forward
A child sleeps peacefully quiet and sweet.

What is waiting for you, your baby while you sleep soundly
And with holy milk you absorb force
What awaits you, child, when coming to rescue
You will see the wrath of the crowd, that the souls of sin let

On the ground, where peace and tranquility unknown
Where is your temple profane, not revered shrines
My Jesus, do not you have it easy
There thee shall be called King of the Jews

And when thou shalt bear His truth
Someone will cobble together a cross with gusto
Someone otolet nail, but in the distant edge
Stand those who hear your revelation

What awaits you, Jesus, I cry and pray
Are you at this hour, saving the world, go to the cross
Pray for all mankind and the heart and soul
After all, for our sake He was crucified and rose again

Since then, whether in joy, then you are in trouble
Name of the Son of God on everyone's lips
Since then not met anywhere in the world
Faith more sacred than belief in Christ

And his light overshadowed all the stars and the world
He was then a Child, and became the Savior
He watered the ground source of good
And we embrace revealed in His abode