Текст песни Les Monts - Ангел

At the midnight sky angel flew ,
And quiet song he sang ,
And the moon and the stars and the clouds crowd
Hearken to that song a saint.

He's young soul in the arms carried
For the world of sorrow and tears ;
And the sound of this song in the soul of the young
Left - without words , but alive .

For a long time it languished in the world ,
Desire wondrous ,
But the sounds of the heavens can not be replaced
She lands a boring song.