Текст песни ПИЛИГРИМ - 7.62 - Я ДЕРЖУСЬ www.piligrim-rock.ru

From the mother's hands,
 From the sun to the fog.
 Unskilled path
 On sharp stones.

 Brel tramp at random
 Somewhat up, then ford.
 Warmed under the shirt cross,
 Yes, I glorified the sunrise.

 Chorus:
Time heals, time beats.
 He pulls upwards, but he oppresses into the earth.
 I will not turn, I will not look back.
 One half century, I hold.

 Other to fly to the bottom
 Not repenting already.
 Fornication and feasting
 Forgetting about the soul.

 I take the burden not by myself,
 In the mud to see the light.
 Yes, only not for that
 I've been going for so many years.

 Chorus:
 Time heals, time beats.
 A lonely wanderer of love.
 He pulls upwards, but he oppresses into the earth.
 The bitter poison of resentment in the blood.
 I will not turn, I will not look back.
 Love flies, and let ...
 One half century, I hold on