Текст песни Владимир Сорокин - Не сожалей

Unfortunately, they subsidize passion,
That hair silver gray
That on earth is not at all in our power
Return a little spring before in winter.

At the end of the way, leaving the world forever,
Flesh smoking like grove snow in spring
See you through closed eyelids
The soul of the immortal world is completely different.

I love the spring I'm a wake-up
From winter strumbs and ice sleep.
Perhaps there in the heavenly measurement,
We are waiting for the Holy, Eternal Spring.

In what bodies ... eternally young,
In which clothes and in which crowns
We will praise in the wonderful songs
Who is eternal in the eternal heavens.

Did not see the eye and did not hear the ear,
And the mind of man is not comprehended
What prepared good faithful servants
Great God in the abode of their own.