Текст песни Полина Беленькая - Я прошу у своих ангелов, что бы дали чуток смелости...

Confess my father,
After all, was so young, so stupid ,
As a weed growing in the open field ,
And now blossomed , revived

I ask my angels ,
That would give a bit of courage,
I take this life without prekras
And worthy to bear the cross of fate .

I love the sight of God to believe ,
I will give it wings strong
I vzlechu of trouble bold
If a bird in the sky in blue

Confess my father
Pray for me all the holy bo
I searched for myself and found
And the sadness goes away like smoke .