Текст песни Вадим Лю-Чун-Лин - Не бросайте камень на упавшего

Do not throw stones at the fallen
Do not throw stones at the perpetrator
Do not give place to your anger
Lean over a broken soul.

He who has fallen does not try to breathe.
Sin is almost deadly - there are witnesses.
To crush the soul with a tombstone?
To become forever a judge or a benefactor?

Judicial mantles are not uncommon.
For judging, the fear of the Lord is rare.
Stones for roads were strong.
But the same in the hands of those who raised.

The judges are prosecutors
And the stones are selected a lot.
I bend to the feet of the Savior, -
Lord, you yourself judge them strictly.

Let the fallen again raise his head.
Let the judiciary sigh.
Lord you're strong to make gold
Even from the one who is to blame.

You will not throw a stone, righteous God.
Your rules have not changed.
I prepared the stone Cain Abel,
And in the hands of the Divine there is mercy.

You lift the dirty, the fallen
Which has hopes of crumbs.
The stone does not touch the terrible pain
And the sigh will not be the last sigh.

Lord, please. I dare, Blessed.
I remember the pain from the thrown stone.
The eyes of the guilty are tearful.
Really I will execute judgment, as Cain I ?!