Текст песни Егор Феоктистов - Звонарь

The good news comes to every home,
According vёrstam roads and pouring ring,
The closer to God, the stronger sounds,
Music earthly churches.

And the man has learned to pull this thread
He has a simple folk notify troubles
But each of us has his own destiny
The bell ringer strikes the bell.

Did not let the flame dispersed on sin
The bell ringer deaf proclaims all!
Fire! And ringing the bell sings,
Save, saved people.

But people learned to pull this thread
And people used to live in the light of this,
And let his eyelids fell trouble
The bell ringer strikes the bell.

The people fled the fire washed over the house,
And the fate of the bell-ringer was left alone.
But he pulls and grinning like a wolf,
It does not go away, he will fulfill this duty,

Say a good word for the bell-ringer.
One has only to church, nor the court nor the stake.
It will take years, and already the new
The bell ringer strikes the bell.

Almost its people a moment of silence,
Lost among the noise of the empty hours,
But his bell and to this moment heard,
And I remember his face still gloomy ...