Jerusalem کے بول

You saw the prophets beaten by stones, You saw entrenchments of enemies around of walls. Shine of kindness and futility of defects, Clearing and a heavy captivity. Death and birth, grief and hope... The failed temple to not restore. You remember, how your Tsar in bloody clothes Asked Father to not charge us with a sin. The Refrain: Lengthways on Via Dolorosso here on the Cross of the Christ conducted. And salvation by Holy Blood here is granted to Him. This city was and will be nice heart of all ground, Eternally ancient, eternal new Jerusalem. Three thousand years of infinite battles And only three years of words about love. You remember that coffin which has been not touched tlenem? The one who has revived, you to rescue call.