Юрий и Галина Петуховы - Вера Бахаи
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Вот и время пришло,
Пусть минует нас доля лихая.
Мать-отчизна к тебе
Обращаем мы души свои.
Так встречай Украина
Священную веру Бахаи.
За тебя молим Бога,
Мы, Дети твои, Бахаи.
За тебя молим Бога,
Мы, Дети твои, Бахаи.
От зелёных Карпат,
До морей голубого порога.
От магнолий в Крыму,
До Черниговский топей и мха
Всё ясней и ясней
Сокровенное слово пророка.
Всё слышней и слышней
Привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
Всё слышней и слышней
Привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
Все мы дети земли,
Ей желаем мы мира и воли.
А ещё мы хотим чтоб сияла у всех на виду
Наша Мать-Украина,
Любовь наша, песня и доля.
Драгоценный цветок,
Во всемирном господнем саду.
Драгоценный цветок,
Во всемирном господнем саду.
Как бы наша судьба
Не казалась нам тяжкой и горькой.
Как бы ни была ночь
Бесконечна слепа и глуха.
Над горою Кармель,
Над седою Владимирской Горкой
Наше солнце встаёт
На привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
Наше солнце встаёт
На привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
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So the time has come,
Let the troubles and hideous fate go away.
Mother-homeland, to you
We turn our souls.
So, Ukraine, greet
the Holy Bahai Faith.
We are, your children, praying to God about you.
We are, your children, praying to God about you.
From green Carpathians,
Up to blue seas threshold.
From magnolias in the Crimea,
Up to Chernigov' marshes and moss
Innermost word of the prophet
Is becoming clearer and clearer.
Becomes more distinct and distinct
Our greeting 'Alla-u-Abha'.
Becomes more distinct and distinct
Our greeting 'Alla-u-Abha'.
We are all children of the earth,
We wish her peace and freedom.
And also we want that our Mother-Ukraine,
Shine for all to see. [shine in full view of everybody]
You - Our love, our song, our fate.
You are Precious flower,
In the Thine garden.
You are Precious flower,
In the Thine garden.
No matter that destiny seem to us heavy and rough.
No matter that night are endlessly blind and deaf.
Over Cornet [or Carmel] mountain, Over a hoary Vladimir Hill,
The sun rises for our greeting 'Alla-u-Abha'.
Пусть минует нас доля лихая.
Мать-отчизна к тебе
Обращаем мы души свои.
Так встречай Украина
Священную веру Бахаи.
За тебя молим Бога,
Мы, Дети твои, Бахаи.
За тебя молим Бога,
Мы, Дети твои, Бахаи.
От зелёных Карпат,
До морей голубого порога.
От магнолий в Крыму,
До Черниговский топей и мха
Всё ясней и ясней
Сокровенное слово пророка.
Всё слышней и слышней
Привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
Всё слышней и слышней
Привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
Все мы дети земли,
Ей желаем мы мира и воли.
А ещё мы хотим чтоб сияла у всех на виду
Наша Мать-Украина,
Любовь наша, песня и доля.
Драгоценный цветок,
Во всемирном господнем саду.
Драгоценный цветок,
Во всемирном господнем саду.
Как бы наша судьба
Не казалась нам тяжкой и горькой.
Как бы ни была ночь
Бесконечна слепа и глуха.
Над горою Кармель,
Над седою Владимирской Горкой
Наше солнце встаёт
На привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
Наше солнце встаёт
На привет наш Алла-у-Абха.
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So the time has come,
Let the troubles and hideous fate go away.
Mother-homeland, to you
We turn our souls.
So, Ukraine, greet
the Holy Bahai Faith.
We are, your children, praying to God about you.
We are, your children, praying to God about you.
From green Carpathians,
Up to blue seas threshold.
From magnolias in the Crimea,
Up to Chernigov' marshes and moss
Innermost word of the prophet
Is becoming clearer and clearer.
Becomes more distinct and distinct
Our greeting 'Alla-u-Abha'.
Becomes more distinct and distinct
Our greeting 'Alla-u-Abha'.
We are all children of the earth,
We wish her peace and freedom.
And also we want that our Mother-Ukraine,
Shine for all to see. [shine in full view of everybody]
You - Our love, our song, our fate.
You are Precious flower,
In the Thine garden.
You are Precious flower,
In the Thine garden.
No matter that destiny seem to us heavy and rough.
No matter that night are endlessly blind and deaf.
Over Cornet [or Carmel] mountain, Over a hoary Vladimir Hill,
The sun rises for our greeting 'Alla-u-Abha'.
So time has come
Let the share of dashing pass us.
Mother-father to you
We turn our souls.
So meet Ukraine
The sacred faith of Bahai.
For you, we pray to God,
We, your children, Bahai.
For you, we pray to God,
We, your children, Bahai.
From green Carpathians,
To the seas of the blue threshold.
From magnolia in the Crimea,
To Chernihiv moss and moss
Everything is clearer and clearer
The secret word of the prophet.
Everything is more audible and heard
Hi Our Alla-U-Abha.
Everything is more audible and heard
Hi Our Alla-U-Abha.
We are all children of the Earth
We wish her peace and will.
And we also want to shine in sight
Our mother-Ukraine,
Our love, song and share.
Precious flower,
In the World Lord Garden.
Precious flower,
In the World Lord Garden.
As if our fate
It did not seem heavy and bitter.
No matter how night
Infinite is blind and deaf.
Above the city of Carmel,
Over Sedoy Vladimir Gorka
Our sun rises
On hello ours Alla-u-Abha.
Our sun rises
On hello ours Alla-u-Abha.
-----------------
So the Time Has Come,
Let the Trubles and Hideous Fate Go Away.
Mother-Homeland, to You
We Turn Oour Souls.
So, Ukraine, Greet
The Holy Bahai Faith.
We are, your Children, Praying to God About You.
We are, your Children, Praying to God About You.
From Green Carpathians,
Up To Blue Seas Threshold.
From Magnolias in the Crimea,
Up To Chernigov 'Marshes and Moss
Innermost Word of the Prophet
IS Becomping Clearer and Clearer.
Becomes More Distinct and DistINCT
OUR Greeting 'Alla-U-Abha'.
Becomes More Distinct and DistINCT
OUR Greeting 'Alla-U-Abha'.
We are all children of the earth,
We who her her family and freedom.
And Also We Want that Oour Mother-Ukraine,
Shine for all to see. [Shine in Full View of EVERYBODY]
You - OUR LOVE, OUR SONG, OUR FATE.
You are procious flower,
In the Thine Garden.
You are procious flower,
In the Thine Garden.
No Matter That Destiny Seem To Us Heavy and Roun.
No Matter That Night Are Endlessly Blind and Deaf.
Over Cornet [or Carmel] Mountain, Over a Hoary Vladimir Hill,
The Sun Rises for Oour Greeting 'Alla-U-Abha'.
Let the share of dashing pass us.
Mother-father to you
We turn our souls.
So meet Ukraine
The sacred faith of Bahai.
For you, we pray to God,
We, your children, Bahai.
For you, we pray to God,
We, your children, Bahai.
From green Carpathians,
To the seas of the blue threshold.
From magnolia in the Crimea,
To Chernihiv moss and moss
Everything is clearer and clearer
The secret word of the prophet.
Everything is more audible and heard
Hi Our Alla-U-Abha.
Everything is more audible and heard
Hi Our Alla-U-Abha.
We are all children of the Earth
We wish her peace and will.
And we also want to shine in sight
Our mother-Ukraine,
Our love, song and share.
Precious flower,
In the World Lord Garden.
Precious flower,
In the World Lord Garden.
As if our fate
It did not seem heavy and bitter.
No matter how night
Infinite is blind and deaf.
Above the city of Carmel,
Over Sedoy Vladimir Gorka
Our sun rises
On hello ours Alla-u-Abha.
Our sun rises
On hello ours Alla-u-Abha.
-----------------
So the Time Has Come,
Let the Trubles and Hideous Fate Go Away.
Mother-Homeland, to You
We Turn Oour Souls.
So, Ukraine, Greet
The Holy Bahai Faith.
We are, your Children, Praying to God About You.
We are, your Children, Praying to God About You.
From Green Carpathians,
Up To Blue Seas Threshold.
From Magnolias in the Crimea,
Up To Chernigov 'Marshes and Moss
Innermost Word of the Prophet
IS Becomping Clearer and Clearer.
Becomes More Distinct and DistINCT
OUR Greeting 'Alla-U-Abha'.
Becomes More Distinct and DistINCT
OUR Greeting 'Alla-U-Abha'.
We are all children of the earth,
We who her her family and freedom.
And Also We Want that Oour Mother-Ukraine,
Shine for all to see. [Shine in Full View of EVERYBODY]
You - OUR LOVE, OUR SONG, OUR FATE.
You are procious flower,
In the Thine Garden.
You are procious flower,
In the Thine Garden.
No Matter That Destiny Seem To Us Heavy and Roun.
No Matter That Night Are Endlessly Blind and Deaf.
Over Cornet [or Carmel] Mountain, Over a Hoary Vladimir Hill,
The Sun Rises for Oour Greeting 'Alla-U-Abha'.