You passed the blue paths,
For you klubytsya fog.
Vechereyuschy gloom over us
He appealed to the coveted deception.
Over your blue road
It stretches ominous haze.
But with a deep faith in God
Me and the dark church is light.
16 July 1901
You passed the blue paths,
For you klubytsya fog.
Vechereyuschy gloom over us
He appealed to the coveted deception.
Over your blue road
It stretches ominous haze.
But with a deep faith in God
Me and the dark church is light.
16 July 1901
