Текст песни Ирина Скорик - Голос Божественной Любви

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Poor friend, your path has worn out
The eyes are dark, and your wreath is crumpled,
You come in to rest with me
Having faded, the sunset is burning out.

Where have you been and where are you going
Poor friend, I will not ask, loving;
You will call only my name -
I will hold you tenderly to my heart.

Death and sin all reign on earth, -
Do not call them masters;
Everything, whirling, disappears into the darkness,
Only the Sun of Love is motionless ...

Poor friend, the way has worn you out,
The eyes are dark, and your wreath is crumpled,
You come in to rest with me
Dim, dying, sunset.

Where have you been and where are you going
Poor friend, I will not ask, loving;
You will call only my name -
I will hold you tenderly to my heart.

(Vladimir Solovyov, 18 September 1887)