Текст песни Геннадий Пономарев - Дивеево

Among the plains stands
Russian village
Here the monks will be touched
Mother "EMPIRE"
The service goes day and night
Get up in six hours
And that hour will fall from the soul
Unearthly heaviness.
In the morning fog is floating
Through the forests of Veliki
Orthodox Christians
Like face icons.
All land has already surrendered:
Just about to light up
Inside the monastery walls
Cry and pray.

 CHORUS:
 And all the angels around,
 Cherubs
 The light of the birthmark
 Father Seraphim.

I'm standing dead here
With my people
Taking the banners will pass
Sisters in procession.
Throw money on a tray
Everything sparkles with tears
I whisper to myself:
"Rejoice, Queen!"
Confessors are silent:
Ecktins float up.
Screaming demons
And squeal like pigs.
Everyone who was a stranger yesterday
The brothers are now
Communing, we hurry
Kissing the crucifix.

 CHORUS.
And all the angels around,
 Cherubs
 The light of the birthmark
 Father Seraphim.
I remember my relatives there
Fortunately there is no fog.
I’ll give a candle to God
For father Roman.
I bow a hundred times -
To the point of exhaustion
So that the Lord will delay the hour
Our burning.

 CHORUS.
And all the angels around,
 Cherubs
 The light of the birthmark
 Father Seraphim.