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Ektenia VI: Hope

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Ektenija VI: Upovanie

Ya lezhu v mogile uzhe 40 dney
A dusha, skorbya zhe, kruzhitsya nad ney
Khodit vokrug doma I po vsey rodne
Plachet I rydayet po rodnoy zemle
Vse moi tropinki zarosli travoy
Vsem rodnym ya stanu uzhe sovsem chuzhoy
Nikogda ne syadu s vami ya za stol
Budu v ugolochke slozy lit' taykom

Zhizn' byla pechal'na, skorbna I trudna
Grekh velikiy, tyazhkiy sovershil ya
Skol'ko u nas gorya v zhizni sey zemnoy
Lyudi, ne zabud'te o dushe moyey
Ya uzhe mytarstva v nebe vse proshol
I ne znayu tochno, gde zhe budu ya
Angel moy khranitel' khodit vso za mnoy
Boga prosit slozno o dushe moyey

A ya postarayus' molit'sya za vas
Vse my budem vmeste, pridot tot chas
Rodnyye I deti, ne zabud'te menya
Pozabud'te zloye, pomnite dobro
V zhizni vso byvalo, no uzhe proshlo
S vami razluchayus', milaya rodnya
S zemli uletela uzhe dusha moya

Ne skorbite brat'ya, sostry I ne plach' moya sem'ya
Vsekh ya vstrechu, vy pover'te, vse vy smertny, kak I ya
Budem my molit'sya za dushu yego
Chtob gospod' izbavil ot grekhov yego
Gospodi pomiluy, gospodi prosti
Na sude pomiluy, v vechnyy ray vvedi, amin'

Ektenia VI: Hope

I've been lying in the grave for 40 days
And my soul, full of sorrow, hovers above
Walking around the house and all over the homeland
Crying and mourning for the native land
All my paths overgrown with grass
To all my kin, I'll become a total stranger
I'll never sit with you at the table
I'll be in the corner shedding tears quietly

Life was sad, sorrowful, and hard
I committed a great, heavy sin
How much grief we have in this earthly life
People, don't forget about my soul
I've already passed all my trials in heaven
And I don't know exactly where I'll be
My guardian angel walks behind me
Begging God hard for my soul

And I'll try to pray for you all
We'll all be together when that time comes
Family and children, don't forget me
Forget the bad, remember the good
Everything happened in life, but it's all in the past
Parting with you, dear kin
My soul has already flown from the earth

Don't grieve, brothers, sisters, and don't cry, my family
I'll meet all of you, believe me, you're all mortal, just like me
We'll pray for his soul
So the Lord may deliver him from his sins
Lord have mercy, Lord forgive
Have mercy in judgment, lead to eternal paradise, amen

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