Текст песни Танеев - Иоанн Дамаскин

Mikhail Pletnev

Going into the unknown to me the way ,
Going between fear and hope ;
My eyes faded , cool chest,
Do not heed rumors are closed eyelids ;
I lay silent, motionless ,
I can not hear the fraternal sobs ,
And from the blue smoke of the censer
Not me Stirs fragrance .
But eternal sleep while I sleep ,
My love does not die .
And her brothers , you pray ,
Yes, the Lord calls each :
Lord ! Lord ! Lord !
On the day when the trumpet
Blow the repose of the world ,
Take the deceased servant
In Your heavenly villages.