Came with the clouds of the two angels down
Met at the white bridge.
Swirled their foliage white,
Yes the two of cold in the morning.
And the feathers-his fingers spread out fan in the dirt,
Swallowing a roadside dust
Rose from his knees, to go in to the people,
Stumbling through the field of feather grass.
Grass they sang about the God of love,
People about mountain war,
And one of them said: «come Back, brother,
Tell my Father».
Two angels «Yes» to one person.
Two angels «Yes» to one person…
Fly, tell about proud of their nature,
That chain is attracted to the earth,
Well I'll stay here,
If something happens't do yourself.
So separated from, and each took his
Waved his hand after,
So and now lives between us animals
Already two thousand years.
So we sit, closing of fire
Own his face with his hand,
Sit at the Church of the groom with the bride,
The sky is silent, rust ring.
Two angels «Yes» to one person.