Show me this meadow with flowers. Show me these same people looking happy and cheerful. I can't see gravediggers anymore. I don't want to see graves anymore. I'd rather jump down the precipice or get drowned, only not to see this. I don't want to look back. I don't want to see this world. Where shall I go? Where? If You strike me with a lightning, Lord, before You I'm standing, With my hands true to the good, With my soul, never bending. No hardship will ever break me, I abhor filth and decay. Even if I get a sea of misfortune, Faith in the truth will never die! The End ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст На грани на английском - текст Посейдон на английском - текст Алиса в Зазеркалье на английском - текст Первые на Луне на английском - текст Я люблю мою младшую сестренку на английском |