Анатолий Ядрышников - Падал Вечерний Снег - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Snow ... When he falls, it seems that everything is dying around, and all the land becomes quietly, as if she lives the expectation of something extraordinarily beautiful ... and the soul freezes, as if touches the miracle, touches the quiet and clean joy, which Like the falling snow, comes off with silent heavens on the critical land ... on the critical land of our heart.

What attracts the heart so much when it sees falling snow? Thin and not comparable with nothing, incredibly sublimated cleanliness ... Purity of the ordinary Divine Miracle.

Monk Simeon Athossky