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 not lost ground,

What about all the monks pray to God ...

Because in the summer garden apples

And in the spring of overflowing rivers,

What should rise from the sins and pleasures

Glory to God and peace for humans

No matter how clever and evil, Satan,

He is not above the Creator of the universe.

On his knees, his native country,

Let sin repentance wash away a tear

Hail Mary, my Mother,

You pray for us Holy Son,

Let anger be replaced at the mercy of the Judge -

The Incarnate Word of God.

Let the Cross will be on Holy Rus

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 ascend the last threshold,

But already there is useless to cry.

I can see paradise in the sky field

I see hell rushed road

Because not lost ground,

What about all the monks pray to God ...