Текст песни Светлана Копылова - Вот, Я пришел к тебе,сынок

When my mother passed away,
And after her father left,
Sorrow under the arches of the temple
Brought a tearful young man.
Not knowing the rules honored by the flock,
He entered the temple in a mist of tears,
And whispered quietly: "Hello ...
Behold, I come to you, Christ!
 
Lord, accept my prayer
For those who were my all relatives
And God grant me permission
To resort to your help. "
Orphan's fate is harsh,
But time passed, the boy grew up,
And entering the temple, he whispered again:
"Behold, I have come to you, Christ!"
 
When the generals were sent
Guys without a battle to the death fight,
When the boys took
Its first ever fight
He is in a bloody overcoat
Lying wounded in delirium,
And it was barely audible:
"Meet Christ, here ... I'm coming ..."
 
But maybe death forgot about him
Or maybe the guy was lucky -
But God was so pleased
That he survived the fate of evil.
When in hospital ward
Woke up wounded fighter
He was told, they say, recently
Then the Father came to you.
 
We all remember the smile
And a good look like Christ ...
- No, there is some kind of mistake, -
The soldier sighed - I'm an orphan!
- But we remember, as he said,
When you couldn't open your eyes,
Slightly straightening the blanket:
"Here, I come to you, son! .."