Текст песни Руслан Ермаков - Гранатовый сок

Word - Andrew Elisha, music and performance - Ruslan Ermakov

From the Holy Sepulchre road leads
By unearthly ways for unknown characters.
Pomegranate juice from the Damascus Gate
We drank with you, as a heavenly flesh.

And next was the way that Christ came
The bloody blisters, bruised, beaten
With the cross on his shoulders, he craved love,
And the stones kept his pain and prayer.

And we have responded to the call of his words,
After passing this course of repentance flow.
He was waiting for us everywhere and gave us love,
Feeding himself and pomegranate juice.

Calvary route to enter into eternity.
He is now called Via Delorozoy.
Fourteen characters on Way of the Cross,
To be the communion of Christ's tear.

Arabic Bazaar gets up early in the morning
On the cross the road again today noisy.
I drink penitential pomegranate juice,
How strange pilgrim at the tomb of the Lord.

And here at home in Russian latitudes,
Arriving at the family painfully graveyards.
I will remember the steps from the Damascus Gate,
Pomegranate juice in Via Delorozy.