Текст песни Дмитрий Преображенский - Пускай тебе будет приятно

Let you will be pleased

Let you will be pleased
when silenced voices
and in the dark quiet streets
foliage lutea band

and rain, drum softly
the windows tear will take place
I, your heart is a tender edge!
your Pourciau I have no sew

I gently thread of happiness
all your wounds will heal
and your lips, communion cup
I drink up all the pain for you

I have candles quietly to God
I give myself to prayer silent
I do not want a different
I ask for you with all my heart

To God, my God, my dear
blagaslavena you three times in a century
you, and in your eyes drowning
blagaslavi you the sky !!
       my own people

Let them, you will be pleased ..
I sincerely because I want to
probably no one does not like
    I, like all my soul!