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№1663
1. On your desktop, and my
Golden crust of bread,
And in a distant foreign country
Squints ferociously hungry people.

In my mind there is a failure,
About hostility remember absurd.
We remember their rights:
For pennies gorge on bread.

Chorus:
Jesus says: I - bread.
So there is no life without God.
Without Him, the soul, like a crypt,
And without him dead planet.

2. For the hungry there is a reason
For the crust to give an estate,
And we sometimes like rubbish.
Broom sweeps the crust.

Field full of ripe rye,
In late summer the ear.
Good work, brother, prove
What are you for the Lord has become wheat.

3. If life is for you - Jesus,
If they way you merish,
If you know the taste of grief -
You open the door tired.

And we have to come up:
That Remembering even used a little bit:
If the home owner - God,
We will not leave a crumb on the floor.