Отрада смерти страждущим дана. Вы побелели, странники, от пыли, Среди врагов, в чужих краях вы были. Но вот вам отдых, мир и тишина. Гора полдневным солнцем сожжена, Русло Кедрона ветры иссушили. Но в прах отцов вы посохи сложили, Вас обрела родимая страна. В ней спят цари, пророки и левиты. В блаженные обители ея Всех, что в чужбине не были убиты, Сбирает милосердый Судия. По жестким склонам каменные плиты Стоят раскрытой Книгой Бытия.
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- by Ivan Alekseyevich Bunin (1870 - 1953), "Долина Иосафата", first published 1908 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Yury Klepalov , "Долина Иосафата", published 1996 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
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