Веретенце - Спит Сион
текст песни

Zion sleeps, and anger is asleep,
The king of kings sleeps in the coffin.
Behind the seal of the stone of the coffin,
Everywhere a guard at the door.

The night of the dumb garden is embodied,
The guard of the formidable does not sleep,
Her sensitive hearing does not doze off
She looks vigilantly into the distance.

The night passed, on the coffin of the Messiah
From the aroma.
Sad Mary went on
Anxiety in their features,

And the anxiety saddens them:
By the mighty hand
The heavy stone will fall off them
From the cave of the grave?

And they look - both are frightened:
The stone is shifted, the coffin is open,
And, like dead, with a coffin
The guardian of the formidable lies.

And in the coffin full of light,
Someone wonderful, unearthly,
In ries white dressed
He sat on the storm of grave.

Brighter than lightning
The sparkle of the celestial face ...
In fear of the messenger of the uprising,
And their hearts tremble.

“What are you, timid, in confusion? -
They told the Saint See. -
With the news of the world and salvation
Return home.

I am sent down by heaven
The news I brought:
No lively with the dead
The coffin is already empty, risen Christ! ”

And their wives are in a hurry from there,
And with their enthusiasm
Preaching Zion
Resurrection of Christ.



He is risen! The abode of paradise

Again open to people ...

Sinless life, saint -

Only one road to her.