Lyrics Александр Ратыня - Глория

If all guitars in the world
Suddenly once sounded,
If all hearts are loved
They started talking about love
And the radiance of the eternal Lyra
Everybody noticed, -
How many hearts persecuted
We returned to our home ...

If all the poets in the world
His doing the ministry
They told all that they hear
In the glee of the heavenly spheres,
The world would be full of light
And called out of imprisonment
That love that still breathes
And in my unsung song:
- Gloria!
Ave, Gloria!

If all roads are at once,
What lead from darkness to light
A flock of beautiful white birds
Hitch into your carriage, -
Would choose again from many
That path that cherished hour
Waiting for you with a clear dawn
In my song, unsung:
- Gloria!
Ave, Gloria!

... If you could not see
All circles and torments of hell,
I am in the eyes of your well-dressed,
Clouded by deception
I could offend you
And tell you a lie
And leave with a clear dawn
To the eternal morning mists ...

But hearing the guitar chorus,
The voice of sincere poets
We will sing like children
With darkness forever saying goodbye
And the usual blows
In the heart of the song untroped
I will hear at dawn
Calling with silence:
- Gloria!
Ave, Gloria!

And I will ask God
Forces of the angels of heaven,
To rescue from captivity
I have a wounded heart
And stand still at the door
In the contemplation of wonderful days,
When will, of course,
Look in clear eyes ...
- Gloria!
Ave, Gloria!
. . .

If all guitars in the world
Suddenly once sounded,
All the hearts of people loved
They started talking about love
If the voice of the eternal Lyra
Everybody noticed, -
How many hearts persecuted
We returned to our home ...
- Gloria!