Текст песни Светлана Малова - Без Христа

Wind tore FATE
I went ahead, the road without disassembling

Wind gusts were so rough
MY SORROWS Scraps PLAYING
And I came to the place where the cross STOOD
The last point where sinners WAS NOT
OH firmament overshadow him,
As if he were BRIDGE BETWEEN ME AND SKY

Without Christ - our life VANITY
OUR LIVES He just can measure
Funneling year as WATER THROUGH YOUR FINGERS
What we want to believe in the best

In the way to it so long I WAS
Came to the cross and stood his
I am the water of life bright SAW
SAW full, I do not seem enough
By Joshua ADOPTED IN THE HEART
And at the Cross LOVE to know God
THERE IS ONE on the hill, I realized
That the cross of salvation right path

JESUS ​​CALLING HIM TO COME soon
How poignant that attracts berths.
As harbors from anxiety and grief,
WHERE YOU CAN quench your sorrows