Никита Рязанский [Nikita Ryazanskij] [English translation]

Nikita Ryazanski

Was building a city without missing a nail.

Nikita Ryazanski

Stretched out his palms and saw droplets of rain.

Nikita Ryazanski

Abandoned the city and went into a garden.

Nikita Ryazanski

Ignore the old man and teach he who is young.

Saint Sophia

Found out about him and came to his home.

Saint Sophia

Was looking for him and found him under a bush,

She baptized him

With salty bread and bitter wine,

And they prayed and laughed together:

Look, God:

There is a fortress, and from that fortress - fear.

And we are children in Your hands,

Teach us to see You in every trouble...

Take it, God, this bread and wine,

Look, God - here we are sinking to the bottom,

Teach us to breath underwater.

Nine thousand churches

Wait for His salvation,

Nine thousand churches

Are looking for him, and cannot find him.

And at night again it rained,

And a house fire burned, leaving us with only smoke.

But the city was saved,

While the three of us

Continue to speak with Him:

Look, God:

There is a fortress, and from that fortress - fear.

And we are children in Your hands,

Teach us to see You in every trouble...

Take it, God, this bread and wine,

Look, God - here we are sinking to the bottom,

Teach us to breathe underwater.

• Artist:Boris Grebenshchikov
• Album:Русский альбом (1992)