Текст песни Андрей Байкалец - Дмитровска субота

On the eve of Dmitrov Saturday
in the Holy Cathedral of the Assumption
Saint Cyprian sang mass
Dimitri the prince was at mass
with the faithful princess Evdokia
with princes with boyars
with those with the glorious warlords

Before that was before the Worthy
Dimitri the prince stopped praying
the prince leaned against the pillar
mind prince Dimitrei was amazed
his eyes were opened by the Spirit
he sees a wonderful vision

Candles are not lit in front of the icons
stones on gold frames do not shine
he does not hear he singing holy
and he sees a clear field
or pure field Kulikovo
all wasted by dead bodies
christian and tatra
Christians are like candles glowing
and the Tatars are like black tar

Whether over that field to Kulikov
the Most Holy Theotokos walks
and behind her the apostles of the Lord
Angels Archangels Holy
with bright lights
funeral relics of the Orthodox
the Mother of God herself censes on them
and crowns come down from Heaven on them

The Virgin Mary asked
where is the prince of Moscow Dimitar
the apostle Peter answered her
and Dimitreus is the prince in the capital city
in the Holy Assumption Cathedral
he listens courteously to mass
with her princess Evdokia
with princes with boyars
with those glorious warlords

And the speech of the Most Pure Mother of God
not in his place Dimitreus prince
to lead the faces of martyrs
and his princess in my herd

The phenomenon disappeared immediately
the candles in the temple lit up
on the frames the stones shone
prince Dimitri
and he washed his soul with a tearful tear
this is the word he said

The hour of my death is evidently close
I will be in my coffin soon
and my princess will be in the blue
and in memory of divnava vision
he set Dmitrovskaya Saturday