Текст песни Парцхаладзе - Плачут свечи

Crying candles, crying in podzdny hour
The tears they poured, sparing us.
Silence, like a child's dream, pure,
And in front of the murals - kindness.

Elsi crying candles, a temple
Sends plea high heaven.
It's as if, sparing people the earth,
Gods he lit the light.

And the faces of the saints for many years
Radiate kindness and light.
Cry candles by statute losses
Hands of light in the temple flattened.

We have been given a birthday sky blue
And the dream - the road in the desert.
Candles are poured on the fragile wall light
At the hour when there is no hope.

Do not know how to speak a candle,
Just can quietly shed tears.
Our lives - the pain, the clear light,
And death is not an excuse.

Ensemble Gnessin. Gnesin / A.Gatsunaeva
Record 2008