There is a fierce struggle for the soul
Between my angel and Satan.
No, I'm not dead, it's my bowl
I'm floating on the ocean immortan ...
The other day I bitterly repented of my sins
Before God, weeping softly, penitently.
I knew he would forgive and would't pain,
I prayed by candle in the temple silently.
I seem to have so much good in my life
Always created, saving all my soul ...
Today I sinned brining in it а strife ,
And this devils subtile games like a coal...
My soul is tired, God, how much strength
Does she need else to win the fight?
I want to be forever with Your truth ,
The spiritual world is dear to me, it is light ...
Where can I go from the fate of the curse,
To what wasteland or heavenly distance?
No one will say, with sadness and my worse
I'll go to the Crucifix to have new chance ...
There is a fierce struggle for the soul
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