Текст песни Stielas Storhett - Ангел Смерти

There will come a time to transformation,
End of worldly ways,
Agony approximation
Zaslyshu aching in his chest,
And snidet angel to the head,
Autumn Cross resounded three times,
With inexplicable love
And sadly, look at me;
He lowered his eyes and almost audibly,
Melancholy says: "It has been decided!
life is not bezzakatna Under the sun,
Through hour you - the world is not a link.
Pray! "- And I'll be praying,
And I will weep bitterly,
And he wept with me
He is compassion without melting.
I will teach it sounds
Available Lord of prayers,
And the heart, dedicated torment,
In the breast of their muffled repeat.
Appointed death Minute
It is, sadly bowing his head,
And timidly ask, I will:
Lord forgive me there there?
All of a sudden coldness in his veins stream,
He says in a whisper: "Now!"
The holy sacrament be done,
Neighbors exclaim: "Ugas!"
Suddenly ... he closes his eyes in prayer,
Tear ignite an empty chest
And in the eternal light il to the eternal night
Soul tells a secret way ...