On September, 8th, 1994 the visitor of a telecast "the Russian Home" (Russkij Dom) was the author and the executor of songs Vladimir Volkov. The site devoted to creativity of Vladimir Volkov: http://v-volkov.ru/
Day begins, a monastery over the river. Come, the way is opened, the input is opened. And on heart the such eternal peace, That I see into thousand kilometres.
The icon lamps still burn in the Altar, A Body is here, but soul in heavens The monk the aged man serves in a white monastery And he prays the Savior about all.
Over the pitted earth beats twelve hours, Huts look by eyes of orphans, Among boundless steppes and dense woods The great nation are buried.
Only icon lamps still burn in the Altar, From those times and till this time: The Russian monk serves in a white monastery And in Russian sings brotherly chorus.
The church bells to vespers calls, I wish to pray To the divine Mother about my friends; To pray about those who has lighted a candle Before its icon holding supreme power.
And icon lamps still burn in the Altar, A Body is here, but soul in Heavens, The monk the aged man serves in a white monastery And he prays the Savior about all.
And icon lamps still burn in the Altar, From those times and till this time: The Russian monk serves in a white monastery, And in Russian sings brotherly chorus.
