Текст песни Елена Игнатова - А на горке божий храм...

And on the hill - God's temple, God's temple,
And under the slide - Yenisei under the ice,
Between them - a house, outdoor winds
And longing the guitar is in the house
In God's temple and warmth and comfort,
He is on the gingerbread, the printed look like
There about souls about the departed sing,
And my here will disappear any penny ...

And how snow will come down with spring fields,
I worship in God's temple seven times
And go to the river with his guitar,
Yes, with a steep bezhka reopens -
Let him listen then fish rain
Like longing in my chords sounds -
Maybe someone will subside there,
Yes, it's only a pity that the fish in the rivers is silent ...