Текст песни отец Геннадий. Странник 5 - 11 Сколько в мире скорби

How much sorrow in the world , how much distress,
How hopelessly lonely .
How many souls withered, alien heat
Laborious , closed far .

Frequent loss , frequent rains ,
Tears do not have time to dry .
Bright minute, as it does not wait,
And hope, like snowflakes melt .

In this world it is difficult to survive without loss
If not put your trust in God.
Everything will pass instantly , only love and trust,
In eternity with God - right path .

Reconcile sorrow and sickness tourniquet
Can not find a welcome rest.
Not escape from the heart of the demonic bondage ,
If you do not accept the will of God .