Текст песни Фонограмма - 0895 Душа как птица ищет хлеба

Verse 1
The soul is like a bird looking for bread,
And this bread - the Almighty God.
One way is, to the sky,
The death - thousands of roads.
Why put off until tomorrow,
My friend, now elected,
The life-giving river flow
The region is blessed by God.

Verse 2
And although this little know
But who believed he went.
In a country that is called paradise,
Salvation will be fine!
And if you're tired of thirst,
Call now to Christ, do not keep silent.
He gave life to every faith
Freely you have received salvation.

Verse 3
Him, believe, all things are possible,
Since Christ is easy to climb up.
Oh dear friend, it is too late,
Think and stop! Christ
- A single die is Faithful!
His love - the whole outcome.
One way is, to the sky,
The death of thousands of roads ...