Текст песни Юлия Терещенко - Боже молю...

The day has come when the war
The sky is black smoke enveloped
In the darkness, I am sitting at the window
And I whispered, dear whether alive
The silence, the cold water reservoir
I look in the frozen old garden
That bench, where there were two of us
Lord, bring him back

In the deserted women moan ....
How many of us with such a fate
We stand and ask the icons
I charge only whether living
Scarlet ribbon, bright laskutok
Hair myself I braid
Do not see the funeral ...
Only alive I'm waiting for you back home

My God, I ask you again
Merciful will have him pray
I will be a moment of MiGs repeat
More life I love him

I love him...

I love him...

Flew day after day, year
It is not known, the fear of flying days
Repeat standing at the window
My God, keep his keep
Deserted frontage days
The sun lit up the old garden
Quiet, familiar footsteps
I came back nice back ...