Текст песни Татьяна Петрова - Душа моя, прегрешная - Северный духовный стих

My soul Pregreshny did not cry ?!
You cry, soul weep always , the little comforted.

I do not have time then you posters
when he comes death.
And your sins oblichat you for death.

Throw the clothes you sin in repentance .
And you did not throw off the sins of their own - hell not blow you.

Martyr wear crowns on their heads .
They sing a song - Arkhangelsk:
Hallelujah , hallelujah , hallelujah , hallelujah .