ya zhdu, kogda prol’yëtsya dozhd’ kogda prol’yetsya dozhd’ dozhd’ tvoyey slavy ves’ mir issokhshaya zemlya issokhshaya zemlya v ozhidanii slavy! ty skazal, chto nastanut te dni kogda deti zemli uvidyat slavu neba ty skazal, chto na vsyakuyu plot’ dukh svyatoy izol’yet silu blagodati dlya menya tvoye slovo dragotsenney serebra, chto ispytano ognem znayu ya tvoye slovo neizmenno i ty ispolnish’ ego ty vzoydesh’ kak zarya nad mirom i otkroyetsya slava tvoya vse tvoreniye pred nim sklonitsya gotov’sya, gotov’sya zemlya! on budet sudit’ narody i nadmeniye sokrushit vzoydet na ego vysoty lish’ tot, kto sebya smerit gordynya soydet s prestola i zaymet po pravu tron messiya, kotoryy na gryadet