Хор - Просвети очи мои - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Enlighten my eyes, Christ God, but not when I will fall asleep to death, but not when my enemy is injected: I strengthen it.

The intercessor of my soul, God, as if we want the networks of many; Relieve me from them and save me, blessed, as a man of love.

It is not the imam of boldness, for the premnogy of our sins, but you, from you from you, are born, praying to the Virgin Mary, a lot of more prayer, the prayer of the Maternia, for the murmur of the lord. Do not despise sinful prayers omnipotent, as if merciful to eat, and save the motion, and the suffering of us for the sake of delayed.