Текст песни Дверь - Молись Христу

There are days, close and presses,
Tosca troubled breast,
But believe, the wisdom of the world is ruled,
Meekly accomplishes its way.

When the hard life battle
Your soul dismayed,
You pray, prayer of the heart
And soothe it.

Chorus:
Pray to Christ, pray to Christ,
His love, He will ease your heavy cross,
Pray to Christ, pray to Christ,
His holy and pure blood He sores heal hearts.

And let the tears brook abundant,
With your face will flow,
You incline to the all-powerful,
Shins of his heart.

When the hard life battle
Your soul dismayed,
You pray, prayer of the heart
And soothe it.