Текст песни Ю.Пастернак, исп.Л.Скученкова - Душа моя пуста - сл. К.С.Льюиса, пер.Н.Л.Трауберг

My soul is empty
And in the quiet of illumination
Sing my mouth
One Thanksgiving .

I live and breathe
thy good pleasure
And do not even ask
Deliverance from pain

Wears out days
Your obedient force
But you have kept ,
As Lazarus in the tomb .

You have to work for all
And contrary to expectations
Do not hit the sin ,
And hold the universe.