Текст песни Олег Газманов - Марк, Матфей, Иоанн и Лука

If the wind calls me on my way,
I pray before going,
You, so that the road becomes light,
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke

And in the way everyone is waiting for me:
Sea, land, separation, flight
Help me down,
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke

From the flood, the shooting and the fire,
Take care of me from trouble
From wrecks and evil blade,
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke

Take care of the evil eye in the way,
Help me in the mountains to pass,
So that the separation of longing not to let
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke

So that my shelter without me survived
So that no one from the family was sick,
Give them the strength to wait for the call,
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke

So that i can go home
Unharmed, alive, not sick,
To meet with family sunset
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke

To keep us all on the path,
All Saints should sing together,
To make our path light,
Mark, Matthew, John, and Luke