Текст песни Спасение - Над бушующим морем

Above the raging sea, high off the ground,
With a formidable storm arguing swept cranes.
Only one, forgotten, with a broken wing,
Grave Killed grief, looked around the circle.
Only one, forgotten, with a broken wing,
Grave Killed grief, looked around the circle.

He still sat on the lower depths of the sea,
Though it was very keen to soar above the waves.
And it seemed that death too close in front of him,
Suddenly he saw an island among waves down.
And it seemed that death too close in front of him,
Suddenly he saw an island among waves down.

If you hurt everyday storm jib,
Fear not, my friend, but with faith look at themselves.
Amid the boiling sea, the hustle and sorrows,
From suffering and grief of people waiting for the Saviour.
Amid the boiling sea, the hustle and sorrows,
From suffering and grief of people waiting for the Saviour.

Above the raging sea, high off the ground ...