Текст песни Роман Иноземцев - Молитва

I will collect feathers,
I will raise the pain ...
My Lord, believe me
I'm still with you!
Let your anger
Do not survive the soul
And in white sky
I do not take off already.

Yes, I stole the wings.
No, I'm not your angel.
But you did not give my strength to me
Take a mortal!
You suffered too,
Hear someone else's pain
But you are great, God,
And I did not bother - and in battle ...

But I do not punish weak
The sword turned the shield;
I did not seek glory -
Just flew to moan!
I did not pray: "God,
Will I be saved?! "
You will not forgive? What,
Just understand, and that's it.

Yes, I forgot pity.
No, I did not forgive everyone:
But just not left
I feel for forgiveness!
You're a century, God,
The length of being delight
And if used my elder -
It would also be cruel!

... Flame of the shoulders,
The word plunged NIC -
Lord, you have nothing to get
There was an unjustified risk!
I'm dancing in heaven
Expensive will come out - let!
I did not consider chances
I just chose the way.

And I will collect feathers,
I will raise pain -
My Lord, believe me
I'm still with you!
Let your anger
Do not survive the soul
And in the blackness of the sky
I do not take off already.