Текст песни Минский Свято-Елисаветенский хор - Батюшка наш Серафим

The silent night, the audience -
Asterisks look from heaven.
Quiet around. From the cloister
Stretches Sarovsky forest.

Kelia is lonely there,
In it the Seraphim dwelt.
Knew desert wide
As a feat he accomplished.

There, at the road under the pines,
A heavy stone lay,
Elder nights sleepless
Kneeling here.

Summer and cold winter
He is not closing his eyes,
Stood free by will
A thousand days and nights.

All without participation to the outside
In the heart of prayer lay down.
"God, be merciful to the sinner," -
The elder zealously cried out.

The years have passed but wonderful
Elder with love we honor.
Help gives us heavenly
Batyushka our Seraphim.