Текст песни
The soul is tired of suffering from pain,
But it won't dissolve into the body
Her sad, cursed role,
My Soul! I would like to pray for you
Naked, fragile, a slave of fate,
You should be flying, but your wings are tied
You're pierced by looks and pride,
You endure everything without despair
You have a gift, peace and mercy
You have happiness and joy, my soul
And you, obediently follow the body,
Always at work, busy with business
All resentments pass through you,
All roads are closed to despair
You don't let me fall, you
Keep me from falling
You keep the warmth of memories in you,
Grandma's smile, and her happy eyes
You keep all the bitterness of parting in you,
When a salty tear of pain appears in them
You have a gift, peace and mercy
You have happiness and joy, my soul
And you, obediently following the body,
Always busy, busy with work
The soul is tired of suffering from pain,
And the good thing is that pain doesn't last forever
Live with a soul, with an open mind
This is my most cherished wish for everyone
