Wooden churches of Russia
Ancient walls are skewed
Come and ask about a lot of things
In these log buildings there is a heart and veins
The window is boarded up in a cross
Silently miserly decoration
But the old walls are given
Measure the soul with a simple consistency
Levitan remained alone
If the brush freezes in stagnation
And then among many paintings
Suddenly born "Above Eternal Peace"
On the canvas is a small detail:
The old church on the slopе
And the vast distance is visible
On thе epic expanse of space
The old Russian people's rite
Incorruptible pride of the people:
Wooden churches stand
This is life without end and without edge
Wooden churches of Russia
Ancient walls are skewed
Come and ask about a lot of things
In these log buildings there is a heart and veins
There is! There is a heart, heart and veins!