Текст песни Маврин - Город, стоящий у солнца

Wandered wanderers
No strangers in their own land ,
But vagrants and exiles
In someone's cruel game.
Bowing to the four winds ,
Walked on all four sides ,
Wolves became krovniki us
Yes, black crows .

All the way long assume
Whether to God or from him.
If we have them thrown ,
We did not get home.
Behind the ruins of the baptized ,
Life and death - a vicious loop .
Even if we are not cursed ,
Groans from us land .

We would get home ,
In the city of amber light
Through deserts , ice and fire,
Through the fall and pain.
We would return home
In the city that is set in the sun,
In a city where to meet us again
Faith, Hope and Charity

Immaculate and sinful ,
Went to an expensive one ,
But , deaf and blinded ,
Every man his path.
Wandered wanderers
No strangers in their own land ,
But vagrants and exiles ,
Walking in obedience to the fate ...