They flew over the horizon of the soul...

Flew over the horizon of the soul,
They began to dream rarely at night.
They left us on the ground,
So that we can pray for them.

Sincerely taught to believe in God,
To go to the temple to read a prayer.
How will their road end,
Because over time, they may not become.

The life of the road is over ...
the service in the temple the hubbub has quieted down.
We stand on the threshold of the Church,
Are standing...And without them.

And we learn to live without them,
Prayer is all our strength.
We would like to teach this to children,
Because one day, we'll all fold our wings.

This life doesn't last forever,
The soul flies away like a bird.
We have to pray for them here.,
And they are for us in heaven

Someone noticed said very true,
That life is just a moment.
Sleep with the world calmly,
The candle in the temple is already burning!