If the God was one of us,
He probably would have cried.
Under the window sing for girl romance
And would fought to a street fight.
God would loved January and July,
Wouldn't love a neighbor with a drill,
He'd not like dirty pots piled mountain
And with a lawnmower dance will.
He would lived from day to day,
No guessed his plans and lived no rules,
Play with fire, hurt again,
And traveling without course.
God would lived a happy life,
But not so much himself appointed.
Felt a decrease and drive,
He'd been sundry, found and lost it.
He would laughed and joked a lot,
All emotions - in full view.
God sincerely felt and loved
Burned from love like me and you.
And then he'd gived all us a chance,
The first or second, would give all
To understand - he one of us,
And his name is an our soul.
Перевод: http://www.stihi.ru/2011/07/02/6512
3 июля 2011 г.
перевод если б Бог был одним из нас
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