Time and eternity
For centuries, this ancient, ancient,
Lived Prince Vladimir Bright Sun.
And it was all warm — heat
Holy cross was consecrated.
Everything was as in Paradise,
Tell You one,
In darkened times
Christ is not seen in the eyes.
Grigori Rasputin, a Russian Holy is,
In prayer, in words and in deeds unearthly,
And in the life of the ascetic was expensive
And death didn’t know, and to the sun soul,
He’s all bleached and Christ consecrated.
Stone mountain decoration,
Stone, the earth’s beauty.
Stone over evil destruction
Stone, a creation of the Creator.
Stone creates fire and heat,
The stone at the source and water around,
The stone one, and the world outside the window,
In a moment will blossom and be filled with the day.
My earth, my path of heaven,
My sinful path, my way is clean,