Текст песни Жанна Бичевская - Обращение к матерям

(G.Ponomarev)
Am Dm
The Garden of Eden was quiet and deserted
E
God they no longer enjoy
Dm
God commanded Adam and Eve
F E Am
Living in the works and torments multiply

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But among the fun and comfort
Dm
We reject the blessing
Am Fmaj7
Making the most terrible sin
Dm E
Kill their own babies

Dm7 E Am
Do not ruin the mothers of children
Dm7 G C A7
Do not describe how they are affected
Dm E Fmaj7
Have mercy, mother, you are angels of children
Dm Am H E Am
Their souls fly out of paradise
Dm Am H E Am
Their souls fly out of paradise

We do not hear cries Bethlehem
Ston children - he rebukes the world
Eve - this is life and not an executioner
What lifted the Angels ax

The truth is God's simple fishing
That is my Russia
To the children of faith in Christ
Saints gained back gardens

Do not ruin the mothers of children
Do not describe how they are affected
Have mercy, mother, you are angels of children
Their souls fly out of paradise
Their souls fly out of paradise

Song is my sad, fly
Over toll in Russia
Cried out to Christ and save
All children doomed to destruction

And then perhaps without shackles
Osyazaya Sof
Departure of the spirit to God's call
Birds through the open forever

Do not ruin the mothers of children
Do not describe how they are affected
Have mercy, mother, you are angels of children
Their souls fly out of paradise
Their souls fly out of paradise