Текст песни Автор - Краса моя, тебя люблю...

My Beauty Love
                                         and do not get tired of waiting,
That descends ever
                                                  me your grace.
Your smile clean beam
                                              it as holy oil ,
His anointing my way
                                             becomes lighter .
Your voice is sweet melodious ,
                                                    solovushkina trill.
So beckons joy out of the clouds
                                                divine flute .
To your palms caress drink
                                                 lips touch ,
My guilt does not redeem ,
                                         scatter as my sadness .