Текст песни Рок-Острова - Звонарь

Old, beggar cripple
Sits near the temple
"Friend, help a man" -
Quietly he speaks after.

He's been asking here for years
In summer and fierce winter
Beggar cripple, holy man
He dropped his head to the ground.

Church of John the Baptist
In the old Moscow courtyard
Candles scattered in the hall
Like flowers on earth

Every morning to the prayer temple
A man comes to service
Faith with Love found him there
They contain both Hope and strength

Call, call the bell ringer, in the bell tower
Call, call for your heart
Call, call and let it not hurt
Call, bell ringer, don't be afraid of anything.

Old beggar cripple
Morning is waiting for a holiday
This man is crippled
Puts two hundred ruble

"Lord, help him already" -
An old beggar mutters
The wind slightly ruffles the silence
Can say what he wants.