Перевод песни Cynthia Clawson – Hear The Voice Of My Beloved

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Hear the Voice of my beloved
gently call at close of day
Come my love, oh come and meet me
Rise, oh rise, and come away.
Winter's dark will soon be over
And the rains are nearly done
Flowers bloom and trees are budding
Time for singing has begun.
I have waited through the shadows
For my Lord to call for me
Now the morning breaks eternal;
In his light, his face i see
Now the morning breaks eternal
And atlast his face i see.
When you see the fig tree budding,
You will know the summer's near.
When you hear the words i've spoken,
You will know my coming's near.
Keep on listening my beloved,
For my coming's very near.