Текст песни отец Геннадий. Странник 7 - 5 Пейзаж

Went twilight moon , scattering the sky ,
Mist beyond the river side with spilled milk.
In the shadow of the cold half-light flickered oddly ,
Like summer snow fell and all enchanted .
    
But no, the leaves in the night breeze rustles randomly ,
Fire sparks flying and smoke flowing .
Passed the storm , left sadness, and will again be quiet .
You bedtime throwing a shawl, shut up in prayer .