Текст песни Ерошенко Варвара - Время

And the time - the same priest, the Holy Father -
Different Fates weaving, crowned menacingly.
And the funeral service as well, all those late
Or too late to come up with an end itself.
Prayer time knows staring into the night,
The most bitter tears in itself absorbs,
Once someone's love big
With a cry will die. And no one will come to help.
remembers all the time - and the confession and prayer,
Those who once spent itself on the other.
Those who then sent a hot curse.
Time to say goodbye by drawing a different fate.
And in mercy gives time to forget
Or forget, though always on time -
The moment when someone is in pain knelt
And curled, trying to let go.
Time - a priest, and therefore - and the devil, and God.
Keeps in the grip of the vents, nourishes memory -
One that could one day kill and injure,
Or save when no one else could.