Текст песни Архиерейский хор Нижегородской епархии - Вижу райские в небе поля

I can see paradise in the sky field

I see hell rushed road

Because the land is not lost,

What about all the monks pray to God ...

Because the summer in the garden apples

And bottled spring river

What should rise from the sins and pleasures

God's glory and man's world

No matter how clever and evil, Satan,

He is not above the Creator of the universe.

On his knees, his native country,

Let the tears of repentance wash away sin

Hail Mary, my Mother,

You pray for us the Son, the Holy,

Let anger be replaced at the mercy of the Judge -

The Incarnate Word of God.

Let the Cross will be on Russ St.

And open temples and soul,

And the great heavenly peace

The roar of the crowd never break

And when God will call on the court

And asunder the sky and the abyss,

All will ascend to the last threshold,

But already there is useless to cry.

I can see paradise in the sky field

I see hell rushed road

Because the land is not lost,

What about all the monks pray to God ...