Текст песни Добрая весть - Вера через шторм проводит корабли

Faith through the storm holds ships.
Caravans drive in the desert.
Muffins the captives of the Earth
To remote stars in the sky blue.

Without it there is no friendship, no love,
Without it, all life in the fog is gray.
But you still call her
Just a human faith.

But when the Divine Ray
Illuminated the Savior Spirit Sad
Faith breaks up with joyful fire.
Like a love giant shine!

Sounds a Nabat in silence.
Under pressure storm will not bend,
After all, she is in my native country
Faith Gospel is called!

This faith of the mountain will reduce.
Throwing into the Grozny Puchin
And the sky will joyfully enter
In the triumph of the beloved son.