Текст песни Ирина Орлова - Чужое горе

I'm afraid to get used to burn other
Closing the ears from human disturbances.
I'm afraid to be happy when my neighbor
Sleeping in my front on the ground moist.

I'm afraid for my children laughing,
Surrounded by the affection from the earliest days,
Do not listen to the cry orphan
And perish stray shower.

When you see the mountain around them,
Gradually get used every day.
And then one day you realize all of a sudden,
How to become indifferent to everything around.

If you hear the mountain brother il's sister,
Indifferent look you answer,
If someone's pain is not much chopping sideways,
So useless to hurt our God.

How can I ask only about themselves,
How can I be dissatisfied with life.
Let compassion burning soul
Only to indifference not froze it.

When I see the sorrow and tears of others -
Widowed wives, children without mothers.
God, I'd love to ask you,
Why is it you love me?