Into My Arms (OST - "Он умер с фалафелем в руке")

I don't believe in an interventionist God 
But I know darling that you do 
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him 
Not to intervene when it came to you 
Not to touch your hair on your head
But to leave you as you are 
And if He felt He had to direct you 
Then direct you into my arms 

Into my arms oh Lord 
Into my arms oh Lord
Into my arms oh Lord
Into my arms

I don't believe in the existance of angels 
But looking at you I wonder if that's [bad word] 
And if I did I would summon them together 
And ask them to watch over you 
To each burn a candle for you 
To make bright and clear your path 
And to walk like Christ in grace and love 
And guide you into my arms 

Into my arms oh Lord 
Into my arms oh Lord
Into my arms oh Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in love 
And I know that you do too 
And I believe in some kind of path 
That we can walk down me and you 
So keep your candle burning 
Make a journey bright and pure 
That you'll keep returning always and evermore 

Into my arms oh Lord 
Into my arms oh Lord
Into my arms oh Lord
Into my arms