Текст песни Иеромонах Роман - Туман,туман,туман меня окутал

Fog , mist , fog enveloped me ,
Yes, but not given him warm .
Fog , mist , fog, all mixed up ,
And no you do not see the road .

Fog , mist , fog, floating across the field,
Hand pushing the cloud.
And the grass quietly bow at the waist ,
When the hand touches them .

The mist , fog, mist covered spaces,
On the face of the earth wiped his father's old house .
And on the cross, the grave old crows
Sizarёm looking noble .

Fog , mist , fog , and you will not last forever ,
A little bit more - Rastan , otdymish .
Is it because in the blessed night
Rosa alive on sheets of shaking .