Текст песни Юлия Берёзова - Молитва земли

The earth was awakening in prayer
Praising from the mouth of Tom
By whose will everything in the world has become -
Holy God and Creator.

Fogs creep in prayer
To meet the morning dawn
And they praise God unceasingly
In the gardens and groves of miraculous nightingales.

The earth in prayer is drowned
It was fragrant and bloomed,
And sighed with regret
For all of humanity, she.

Meadow flowers and herbs
They look at him with hope
And age-old cedars cry
And the pines burn with candles.

The earth fell asleep in prayer
In the blessing of the saint
What would happen to her, she did not know -
The Lord knows everything about that.

And covering with grace
His creation is Lord
Fingers of the hands of saints blessing her
She whispers tenderly: "I'm with you!"