Текст песни Николай Горбенко - Господи, я тебе пою

1) Lord, I sing to you,
I carry me a praise.
You are mighty, you are over clouds,
You created forests, fields to the beauty.

Etc.:
All flowers, fields, only you,
Birds are slightly song they sing.
And the worst of the seas, the breadth of steppes,
Created it with your hand.

2) Lord, I pray for you
Let all my life I remember the feat of yours.
The world crucified on the cross you
For love made you angry.

Etc.

3) Lord, I sing to you,
I carry me a praise.
You are my rock, I firmly know me:
You are my God, and I am your child.

Etc.

Created it with your hand.