Текст песни Анна Абикулова на стихи инока Всеволода - Святое умение

Holy skill

& Quot; The world was catching me, but did not catch & quot;
(Skovoroda)

Dedicated to the memory of Metropolitan Laurus, with gratitude and wonder to the ineffable mystery of his personality ...

The elder in a faded calotte,
boy in a cotton shirt.
She sang sonorous zhaleyka
among fields of fragrant clover.

Boy with wise eyes,
the elder child look bright.
Life took place before the image,
Life has become one answer -

the quietest, most new
the surest pure word.
Elder heart forever young,
Boy with heart theologian.

Live life, how to sing a prayer,
air drink as birds in the sky,
All forgiven, ending the battle,
white dot the sky merge

You failed.

Monk Vsevolod (Philip)
2008