Текст песни Ирина Богушевская - Колоски

Don't be sad my friend
that your songs are so simple
So naive and in them
no equivalents to be seen.
So that suddenly, dear friend,
grow to Simplicity,
There is a lot to know
think long and suffer.

In simplicity, dear friend,
hidden a mysterious secret.
It's hard to choose from thousands
one hundred single words.
Darkness is cunning and complex.
Simple and clear white light -
But we know: consists
of all the colors he knows.

On heavenly scales
simple shepherd's song
Will outweigh, maybe
ten choirs,
If he sings
from the heart and without sin,
How good he is
among the forest and cows.

High above the stars
in the midst of universal silence
Our all voices
are equally audible.
It's just that every voice is a spike of God.
The one who is difficult, the one who is simple -
Let's all reach the stars.