Текст песни Светлана Копылова - Неупиваемая чаша

Holy Mother of God
With sad and stern eyes ...
See how prays
My old mum?

The movement of leisurely
In the heart sees trouble:
Mom my sinful soul
Wants to beg God.

You know, Mother of God,
How much life it broke?
Nothing you would not troubled
My old mother.

Can all pray mother -
Say, from the bottom would get ...
Without You, I can give that to her,
His life as a period of shaking:

Do not know how to pray or I,
Neither love nor live, nor crying.
From just leave, would get drunk -
And to die like a dog ...

I feel sorry for his mother in his own way,
Only passion, you see, is stronger.
Because sometimes I howl,
Do not drink, I do not know.

Here it neupivaema,
Your icon on the bowl,
If we delivered: God,
Intercede on our share!

Holy Mother of God
With sad and stern eyes ...
Do not cast the one that prays -
My mom an old ...