Текст песни Simon Khorolskiy - За Тихой Рекою

For a quiet river, in a birch grove
The first spring flower will bloom,
And I will make the worship easier,
Father prayed, look east

Paint the sky crimson
And eternal sun over the world will go up
And white bird flies over the earth
And God's Forgiveness from Heaven will bring

And something big will open the heart,
Such that my life does not argue
And it will be calm and sweet, as in childhood,
When my mother hugged me

Holy prayer, tears
Christ will turn out sadness,
And in this mone of the soul touches
To the Great Universe