Текст песни Ірина Шинкарук - Всеношна Для Душі

How long I do not spit rozplitala
And not all night listening to the rain,
I did not know that it's for good
And heard - a Vigil for the soul.

What seemed a long separation,
I no longer hear the depth,
In seventh heaven thy brave hand
I was able to return again .

How long did not see eye- to-eye,
As long spyvala silence from the lips ,
Destroyed cross - can anyone navrochyv ?
You can not hear my Chrysostom .

Forgive , forgive , such stoholossya
Had not heard blue sky ,
You blessed this fall,
Vrostayus and viddyachuyu you.