Sunday

My dear, my dear,Can`t sleep, do you hear?
I called, inside voice getting stronger and stronger,
It whispers, that soul wants to be with you longer,
My dear, my dear, don`t get scared, your fear
Touching deep through the distance,
And turn down resistance.
What`ll happen,we`ll see, let it be, let it be,
What`ll happen ,we`ll bless, pray with saints more or less,
What`ll happen-thick fog, disappeared prorok.
Pray for me, pray with me, pray for us, russian  "nas'.
Find the piece,live today, may the Lord bless your way.


Mercy me, mercy me tripping on step,
Embrace in a big warm tender lap,
Seeing tall shadow everywhere I go,
Who is this? Silence replied strictly-No,
Dazzling,dazzling lightheaded stranger,
Glittering, glittering gourgeous fresh nature,
Fainting, fainting, hold me true hope,
Keep soul closer, putting on robe,
Take me away, straighten my day,
Bless the beginning or destroy all the way.


The Light or True Light, shining stronger upright,
Don`t take me away in the mid of my way,
Didn`t earn nothing, half empty inside,
Mercy my children, take away pride,
Guide me in bringining them up, Holy Master,
Clean cloths of sinfullness a little bit faster,
Hear me, hear me ,visible hand,
Lifting me up to forgivnesses land,
Grant the repentence before last inhailing,
Bless at the end the last thin exhailing,
Praising your name, uncalled sinfull guest,
Grant me sweet piece on compassionate chest.