Я много лет об ангеле молил Меж страстью...

I prayed for an angel for many years
Between passion and sin, the trait is so
I must have sinned too much
And it so happened that God sent the imp

The devil did not sing angelic songs
Giggled if I wanted to cry
Naughty, daring, biting and making noise
And sometimes he said just byak

Little devil kept him awake at night
Pushed by the arm if I worked
And in the morning rammed into bed
And continuously chattering something ...

But somehow the archangel in the morning
The patch said - I'm sorry
Give me the little devil back
And we’ll send you an angel tomorrow

And fell on my knees I prayed
Give an angel to a sinless child
And I have sinned a lot
And I ask - leave me an imp