Name of my yearning (BG)
It stings like a blow of a whip.
It whole is here, but it is unattainable.
Reflection in the glass, fire on the other side of the river.
And – if you want – go on the water, or become another, but
He whispers – holy Lord, teach me of
Name of my yearning.
Between you and me – every my word;
About that, how is slow the snow;
About that, how heaven is high:
To let out me from a cage of this blood –
Teach me of
Name of my yearning.
You're too far away from me.
Too far away from me –
As the air from the fire, the water from the wave, the heart from the blood;
And here I'm falling down, already in two steps from the ground:
Lord, look.
You've forgiven to me all, and I know – you're true;
But your ever-burning light is extinguished, touching hands.
Lord, if I will return, then I will return pure;
All the rest behind me:
Teach me of name of my yearning.
It stings like a blow of a whip.
It whole is here, but it is unattainable.
Reflection in the glass, fire on the other side of the river.
And – if you want – go on the water, or become another, but
He whispers – holy Lord, teach me of
Name of my yearning.
Between you and me – every my word;
About that, how is slow the snow;
About that, how heaven is high:
To let out me from a cage of this blood –
Teach me of
Name of my yearning.
You're too far away from me.
Too far away from me –
As the air from the fire, the water from the wave, the heart from the blood;
And here I'm falling down, already in two steps from the ground:
Lord, look.
You've forgiven to me all, and I know – you're true;
But your ever-burning light is extinguished, touching hands.
Lord, if I will return, then I will return pure;
All the rest behind me:
Teach me of name of my yearning.