Текст песни Alex Oss - Безмолвие

The silence in the church lives,
But the priest will
And it will be gone.

The woman was crying, putting a candle
Baby roars in my heart I'm screaming.
Sacred place permeated with pain.
Something I'm glad his role
In this plot.
I look at the people standing in a crowd,
How to cry poor children
The holy water.
But I see not only the pain and suffering
I see faith in the people themselves.
A person without a smile. Voice them quiet.
Strange, of course, ritual,
But what can we do about it, the gods told.

And you have not heard?
What gods have disappeared long ago from the cliff,
Do that which is at some distance from us,
What does not see the human eye,
In that one can only believe.
Faith is strong, it can not be measured.
But the gods living there
Similarly, there have been great kings,
That one day, tired, have left us,
Not leaving even a mandate.
Now people do not have God,
But the faith remained
The ultimate eye.