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The Monks of the Holy Bigorski Monastery - Четврта, Петта и Шеста песна (Četvrta, Petta i Šesta pesna) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


Translation

Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Odes or Songs


Melody: I heard it, Lord...
CD 9, Fourth Ode or Song To the childless, Forerunner, what do they ask of thee, thou blessest them with births, therefore thou art also glorified by them.
 
Thou hast called the sons of Adam to repentance, accept our contrition, although we have no worthy fruit. (See Luke 3:8 KJV)
 
Here the whole monastery calls out and speaks of thee, the miracles are countless, John, given to us through the icon.
 
Virgin Mary Mother of God Theotokos:
The helmsman gave birth to our salvation, Mariam, therefore the heavenly hosts watched the miracle with trepidation.
 
Fifth Ode or Song:
Melody: Enlighten us, Lord...
Pray for us for the forgiveness of sins, thou who received a heavenly blessing, to heal from us from all weaknesses.
 
Warmth abundant in thee we recognized, chanting, intoxicated by the graceful currents.
 
The one who received baptism for us, through thy reverend hand, made thee the greatest of those born.
Virgin Mary Mother of God Theotokos:
We praise thee loudly, Queen, because the Prophet greeted thee and danced in thy mother's womb.
 
Sixth Song or Ode
Melody: I will pour out a prayer unto the Lord...
Thy house has become right famous, great John, Forerunner of God, and it bears witness to thee faithfully, because it is built on a rock, always praising, with the icon called Bigorska.
 
Venerating the truthful icon, and in sorrow we ask for help. Baptist, look at us and encourage us soon, thee who showed thyself brave, scorning the sin of Herod.
 
The newlyweds sing to thee with joy, because they were given by thee, and they have spoken about thee faithfully, announcing the miracles. Oh. Most Blessed One, protect them from miseries too.
 
Virgin Mary Mother of God Theotokos:
A pillar of fire and the brightest star thou art Most Holy for us in the darkness. Thou gave birth to the everlasting Sun, who illuminated us with light, Lady Mary, we exalt thee with gladness.
 
Save thy servants from sorrow, Baptist, why through God, we resort to thee, as to an indestructible rampart and protection. Pure one, who through the word, inexplicably gave birth to the Word in the last days. Beseech Him, as the possessor of motherly boldness.
 




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2024.11.23.

Putin's War Drags On





Putin's war drags on and on
Since his forces invaded Ukraine.
For two years now, Russian soldiers
Have followed his orders. Imagine the pain!
 

Actually, the Russian attack
Dates way back to twenty-fourteen
When Putin stole Ukrainian land.
The current invasion's a bloodier scene.
 

Life goes on for the rest of the world.
We work we play we party we feast.
Ukrainians are suffering,
But some people don't care in the least.
 

Extremist Republicans who kiss
The ring of king Trump, do not care
If Ukraine falls, or if the country
Is torn to shreds by the eastern bear.
 

If Putin is victorious, then
Other countries may fall as well.
People will suffer, and what's more,
The Russian brute will be hard to repel.
 

Pressure on Putin and aid to Ukraine
Are two ways to put an end to the war.
The dictator already has
A great deal to answer for.
 
2024.11.23.

Tiny Trunk Tyrant





You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
 

You had appeared from a secret spy lair
As a sidekick of a drunkard leader
You brown nosed sneaky way to the top chair
Waged dirty wars with proud highland people
 

You played the system screwing it over
Your friend Winnie the Pooh bear kept your throne warm
You killed or jailed all worthy opponents
Then you began this gore Ukrainian war
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
 

Your missiles are your penis extensions
Look at these mighty and sexy shapes
Tanks, cannons and jets are your viagra pills
Without them it's small and down in shames
 

You are high on your doom nuclear weapons
You're drunk on sweet blood of your victims
Still, it won't help with your limp tiny thing
And you are hated just like Adolph Hitler
 

You will be judged by your own saddest people
You've sent great country back to the dark ages
Burn in hot Hell you bloodthirsty dictator
This is what on your grave will be written:
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
 

Tiny Tyrant...
Tiny Tyrant...
Tyrant...
 
2024.11.23.

Dicen





[Verso 1]
Dicen que
Dicen que la vida es corta, hay que vivirla ya
Dicen que hay que aprovechar el tiempo
Pero a mí no me va tanto la velocidad
Dicen que
Dicen que este mundo no es de sueños y que hay que trabajar
Dicen que no hay tiempo ni descuentos
Suerte que yo nunca he sido mucho de escuchar
 

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda еntrometerse еn mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
 

[Verso 2]
Quiero que
Quiero que el rencor pierda memoria y no haya nada que envidiar
Quiero que entendamos que la guerra
Nunca, nunca podrá ser en nombre del amor
 

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda entrometerse en mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
 
2024.11.22.

Polka 'Twenty-Third' (dance)





The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2