Хор Московского Сретенского монастыря - Тропарь на Великий Понедельник, глас 8 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Xie, the groom is coming in midnight, and the slave is blessed, he will also work out the vigor: it is not worthy of Paki, he will also load Utaliashishchi. Stew my soul, not in a dream, not in a dream, but not the death of the will, and the kingdoms are out of shutter, but permanently call: Holy, Holy, Holy God, God have mercy on us.