Текст песни Виктория Березовская - Причитание - минус

Lamentation
Before the earth by the Creator, to her herself,
I bow my face, my God, my God.
How many years and winters, it’s a shame to consider
I didn’t want to hear your words.

But you regretted, but you knocked,
How many winters and years I was silent, .... was silent.
To gray hair, to dull days
Everything was decided by the question of how to live more faithfully.

And now the soul, that poor man with a bag,
What else to decide, my God! Oh my God!
Don't sue me, you're so great
I will bow my soul to the damp earth.

And with a prayer in my mouth I will come to Christ
And I will fall in dust, and in dust dust.
Oh Lord Father, what I used to be
To himself, a sage sailed to the black abyss.

Losing

And she had already opened her mouth
On a steep boundary it’s so easy to fall.
Hold me, though not deserved
In the last days, give a second life.

What would I give you every day
And for all people it became God's light.
Oh Lord Father, what I used to be
He himself was a sage in the black abyss.