Текст песни Жанна Бичевская - Мой духовный сад

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 My spiritual garden as you started!
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 From unfit grass overgrown trails.
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 Spit my soul a deep sleep for a long time,
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 Not radit it on its way.
 
Wake up from sleep, look around!
 As you sleep, the soul that your garden?
 You lost interest in the spirit of laziness,
 Aback you jewelry.
 
No more wonderful roses god zeal
 Their negligence frost ruined!
 Where, say, your cereal abstinence?
 Where is your fear of God where weeping?
 
Tinkerbell where - the color of humility?
 They claimed wind your impatience.
 Cleaning your sgibli lily.
 You care about the world is not it?

In the spirit of sloth and neglect
Hid light beam emotion.
 The voice of your supplications, look, froze
 And tired spirit in poverty iznyl.
 
My spiritual garden as you started!
 From unfit grass overgrown trails.
 Wake up from sleep, look around!
 As you sleep, the soul that your garden?