The Oktay Ensemble - That We Shoulild Build - Spiritual Poems (SKMR​-​082)

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1. That we should build That we should build That we should place In a dark forest, a holy cell Where people would not walk Where birds did not fly He was born the evil Antichrist Was born and ascended his throne He casts his nets To catch the Christian world Do not walk my children There by his bestial nets
2. The Monastery long ago stood high The monastery long ago stood high Long ago stood on a steep hill, On the steep hill up on high By the river and trees there is beautiful garden On the trees sit little birds They sing songs of Paradise Sing songs of praise They console the monks of God The labourers and supplicants of God They pray, in one bow They pray and worship As a tree worships the Earth
3. You are the Path, you are the Lord You are the Path, you are the Lord And no one was walking along it But there came and passed three angels Yes, three angels, yes three Archangels And with them they brought a sinning soul Yes brought, brought with them, and they asked Why is it, Soul, that you are walking past Paradise? Ah, how come you, Soul, did not get into Heaven? You for your avarice and you for your stupidity You for all those words, those bad-tempered words To live happily in our Paradise Ai, to live happily there are but few Ai, in the midst of Paradise stands a tree Ai, the tree is made of vitriol On it the leaves glisten Sit saruvimskiya birdis Singing the songs of the Seraphim
4. I lead a tearful life I lead a tearful life For my whole life on this whole earth * The bliss of Paradise I forget Which has all the beauty * But with my evil temper I imitate vanity * Death, with a scythe on his back Walks, and does not sleep * Walks, and oversees Whose head to take off * Death takes them from the poor And does not spare the rich * Whoever lives righteously in this world Will live to an old age * But those living in depravity Will soon flow into the earth * * Repeat twice
5. Lament of the desert people (fragment) For our sins on our country The Lord hath visited such misfortune A dark cloud shines everywhere The sky and the air in a darker gloom The sun in the sky hides its beams And the moonlight is murky in the night While the stars darken the gloom And daylight lays down into dark Then all creatures are terrified And in the abyss everything shudders When the infernal beast, allows all this When from solid shackles he was set loose About fiercely spat his poison In the red Catholic vertograd Zelo evil enemy then roars And ordered the Catholics to torment Honest monks he caught Killed with evil executions Everywhere the faithful stabbed Like klasove, reaped False teachers are revered On chairs, all ye that are raised Faithful churches are destroyed Host and abominations are multiplied All the prophecies are made Prophecies come to pass And what more to we want to expect In the midst of the world to stay a long time Already life is this coming to an end And the day of reckoning is approaching Be sfraid, Soul, of the terrible Judgement And the coming of all things terrible Opened, soul, wings of hardness Tear the soul mrezhu charm You bet, soul, to be in the darkest thicket From the worldy cares so far away Learn about small cathedral of the faithful Hidden refuges in the midst of the hills Do not fear, the soul, the fear of rot But you should fear the eternal fire Pour away, soul, a river of tears Stretch out to God many prayers Strongly put your hope in Him Forever and an age let Him be glorified
6. VERSE about the FLOOD The Flood rose terribly the people saw and were afraid Wrath is coming, wrath is coming, wrath is coming Seeing the water many ran to the steep mountains There to be saved, to be saved, to be saved In the wilderness filled with water, all the animals moved To the top of the mountains, the top of the mountains, the top of the mountains The Strong and the Meek changed and ceased to threaten one another The Lion and his prey, the Lion and his prey, the Lion and his prey Fear subdued the strong, their mouths did not open Over there, over there, over there All watched, clearly, as the land became invisible All the water, all water, all water Little hills were covered, people gave themselves up to death Next to the animals, next to the animals, next to the animals A great shout broke out when they were in the water drowned In the evil of the hour, the evil of the hour, the evil of the hour They raised their voices when their souls were taken In that deathly hour, that deathly hour, that deathly hour All their strengths failed and they fell into the water In that flood, in that flood, in that flood Some swam the waters, but were covered in the waves In that water, in that water, in that water Man looked at the Beasts, like opening doors of death For their sins, for their sins, for their sins Each person embraced each other, in the last hour separated From each other, from each other, from each other Father and son they said goodbye, mother and daughter were separated In that bitter hour, in that bitter hour, in that bitter hour, Bitterly wept the onlookers, raising their hands aloft To the Creator of all, to the Creator of all, to the Creator of all The Creator does not destroy everyone, some of them were held in an Ark To keep for the future, to keep for the future, to keep for the future Noah kept in the ark while the flood lasted Took them there, took them there, took them there, Then the face of the earth opened, the earth hidden under the water There is the Land, there is the land, there is the land Dry Land on the earth and the gates to the ark were opened Noah went forth, Noah went forth Noah went forth Behind him the animals came, all played across the earth And the birds, and the birds, and the birds
7. All people live All people live and bloom like flowers And though I am young, I am dried up like old grass I am going to leave this world, abandon it, go to the monastery * There I will live and serve all people * There I will build a new hermitage cottage * A new hermitage with three small windows * One window onto the open field * Another window onto the blue sea * The third window onto my green garden * In the open field the men will plow * And on the blue sea the ships will sail * And in my garden, nightingales will sing * Sing, sing you little lark * In the spring sitting where the snow has just thawed * Repeat twice
8. O, little bird (VERSE about a Pilgrim) Oh, you poor little bird My dear little bird Why did you fly so early Into these distant lands Did a strong wind in a storm Blow you to this place Or did the separation from friends or relatives Call you here But your pain here is bitter This land is not sweet to you There is no freedom for you here It is hard for you to live here What grieves you, worries you And gives such sorrow in your breast? Who can pour a river of bitter tears On your sufferings? Why have you lowered your wings Why do you not sing sweetly in spring? Sad head bowed You do not feed on anything I fly to a faraway land And there I hide from people Beyond forests, seas and rivers I dwell among the animals
9. Do not be discouraged, my soul Don't be downcast, don't be downcast my soul Set your hopes and trust in the Lord Who will you send to bury me? Will it be a guardian angel? Or will it be you, my Lord? Strengthen me in your love!
11. Verse of the End Times The Sun and Moon will darken And many stars will disappear * And the heavenly doors will close * And the heavenly curtains will fall * And Michael will go up to the mountain * He will go up onto the rocky mountain * And will put the golden horn to his mouth * Get up, alive and dead * Get up for a Judgement fair And the righteous will stand up, joyous And the sinners will stand up, crying tears * Their own Father and Mother they will curse * That they did not beat them, or teach them * Did not send them to God's church * And so never read God's writings * And never heard the song of God * Repeat twice
10. Verse of the Prince of Vladimir Hail the eastern Power of Holy Kiev Grand Prince Vladimir had three sons The eldest Svyatopolk the smallest Boris and Gleb Russia divided into three parts to of his sons To Svyatopolk Chernihiv hail Boris and Gleb limits of Cracow Prince Vladimir reposed in his own home svyatolepno and blagochestno Following his chady razydoshasya in their castles Oh, eveil hater enemy vlastolyubets bogomerzky It can not ripen bogoderzhtsov blozhisha Vny Svyatopolk pomyslischa and nauchisha Like Cain to Abel he beat Boris and Gleb Had sent to them envoys with a written list poslannyi napisasha On the advice of a prizyvashe to feast pirovati Blagovernyya princes Boris and Gleb read the sent list poslannyi prochtosha Bowed before their mother and went to Svyatopolk poehasha Oh, evil hater enemy met them in zly in the open field Fiercely on them vzirashe, anger with fury smeshashe zlyya words nametashe Aki asp Plesu Forest on blagovonnyya tsvetyyu Saw it holy his misfortune with tears umyvashe face Head to the feet preklonyashe fondly to his brother veschashe Vozopista beautiful two brothers Boris and Gleb Oh, brother, our oldest Svyatopolche Vladimirovich! Do you want dominion over us and all the great Russia? Bear us to your own home to work as faithful servants Will remember our father begotten us with you spawned there Do not Make A zlyya laments rozhdshey our mother Not srezh class nezrelyya not straighten fields nespelyya Not otrygni this vine root of cheese land Nedobrezh vine neplodnyya without shedding blood nepovinnyya Even we are not imams Velma Mlada zlago blemish Oh, zly hater enemy vlastolyubets bogomerzky At their tears nevziraet, prayer is listening, forgiveness nepriemlet Pohitisha Thou Voltz with disfavor nakosnilsya Not poschadel the two neklasnyh lamb Princes Boris and Gleb Boris same kopiem probodosha, Gleb same knife zaklasha The lanky their bodies in ways to draw it like a bandit Commanded drag saints telescopic, about Mezhuyev bi treasure pogruziti Sedosha same with the soldiers on their dobryya horses Poehasha rejoicing in a nice and great in of Cracow deg Beneath the earth Kolybai Aki wave wind morskago LORD commanded angels obrezati neighborhood land Voznesoshasya to heaven and to hell snidoshasya Aki three castles horoziny Sitse sun into darkness closed and there was the same night, four days Horrible is the whole universe chayali vtorago Flood Neither beast nor bird nor gloomy poyade damage The Lord has shown from the relics and the pillar of fire to heaven Snidosha as holders princes russtii Vnesosha same holy relics of a glorious great in degree of Cracow They put them in the name of the sacred stone church The grace of God will give the saints moschei, sick as healing Lame makes walking, the blind gives insight, the sons of Russian pomozhenie Russia all escaped from a barbaric invasion Always now and ever and ever amen century
12. The GILDED PIPES The gilded pipes, we praise praise today The pastoral pipe And NIZLOZHIVSHE SONGS Musikiysky miraculous organ of the Holy Spirit Today the gilded pipes, pipes VYKNEM so Tender SFINIK in the upper chamber, where your PERGAM NAPOLI the capitals of John Chrysostom John Chrysostom the Bishop of Tsargorod The eternal word of fame KING OF the word eternal With the Angels rank I cry unto thee O wrought Abode Today the bright Abode JOHN sackbut SPIRITUAL Sackbut SPIRITUAL PIPE ZLATA ALPHA Olives Tympanum Golden The Church of Zion when the sounded the pipe Do not forget articles with me
13. Once upon a time a poor man Once upon a time one poor man Was once in grief, like Christ on the sand * Whereever I go, all is misfortune * Whenever I get up, all is grief * Here now I leave the world, I will go to a monastery * There will I live, I will serve God * I will serve God, to have my body shriven * And once my body's shriven, all my bones will be dry * And once all my bones are dry I will get into my coffin * In my coffin, I will anoint myself with myrrh * Anointed with myrrh, I will command my bones * Lie down bones, lie down and do not move * Lie down and do not move for a terrible Judge awaits you * When the terrible Judge comes he will find a place for all bones * For righteous souls a Serene Paradise * For sinful souls an eternal torment * A Torment eternal and infinite * Repeat twice
14. As in the free world (after a burial) As in the free world a soul reigned A soul reigned, a soul celebrated Here now a soul passed away They took that soul, yes to three mountains On the first mountain a fire burns Whatever that fire lights is burnt up The soul weeps, struggles They took the soul to another mountain On the other mountain worms squirm The soul weeps, struggles They took the soul, yes to the third mountain As for the third mountain, there the resin boils Right there - is the place for that soul Vanity, an eternal celebration
15. Why brothers, have we got together, why sisters are we now here? (a memorial song) Why, brothers have we gathered, why sisters are we drawn together Why sisters are we drawn together? We are gathered today to remember all the dead To remember all the dead We'll remember their with prayers, we'll shed a drop of tears for them A drop of tears shed for them When they were alive they lived to their old age with us And lived to their old Age with us Now forever gone, we cannot see them anymore We cannot see them anymore We do not see their eyes nor hear their voices And we do not hear their voices Remember with bread and salt, even with clean water Even with clean water Remember with a kind word, everything will be in front of me Everything will be in front of me Still more to be everything to me and remeber my dear family My dear family I served you meekly, do not forget about me Do not forget about me Come often to church, where I am thirsty, I await you there Where I am thirsty, I await you there And let's pray together to our Holy Father in heaven Pray to the heavens I'm not afraid of the this world, I have gone forever I have gone forever I am only afraid that, with sins, I came to the Lord I came to the Lord
16. Lord, remember me (From the book "Bogoglasnika") Remember Lord! All the fathers, and parents And the good mothers of those fathers Their toddlers, and babies Write them down O Lord In the Church registers On the Cross of the Lord Remember them, O Lord Create them, O Lord All in your eternal memory!
17. Sea of life The Sea of Life plays with waves In it joy and sorrow, always before us Nobody can tell for sure, nobody knows What might happen, what tomorrow may bring Rich today, feasting luxuriously Unable to know God's will Perhaps you will make friends with a sack And roam the world with the bitter tears the Sea of Life, wave after wave Changes rapidly, one after another Oarsmen row the boat along on waves And you, my most sweet, should lift your eyes up to heaven * Repeat twice


Founded in 1990, the name of the children`s folklore-ethnographic ensemble "Oktay" comes from the Greek word “Octoechos”, meaning “Eight Voices” – just like the liturgical book of the Orthodox Church which comprises texts and musical notation in the “Kriuki” format.

From the very beginning the ensemble has conducted ethnographic work on the musical culture of the “Staro Vera” (Old Believers) living in remote areas high up in the mountain headwaters of the great Siberian Yenisei river – in the Maly (small) valley which is to be found in the republic of Tyva, part of the Russian Federation. Driven there many years ago by the authorities, these people kept their faith, their way of life and independence from the various officials, mainstream customs and culture – being, in fact, the only carriers of these living ancient traditions.

The Old Believers of Tuva are custodians of some unique illuminated manuscripts dating back to the eighteenth century, as well as verbal and musical culture, music traditions and a way of life that should be considered as the heritage of both Russian and Tuvan culture. These involve not least the “Stikhi” – in Russian meaning “The Verses” – spiritual poems.

What is a “Stikh”? This is a product of oral folk traditions of a non-canonical genre, spiritual verses sung by the Old Believers or, as we would understand it in our own world, simple songs. “Stikhi” present many Biblical stories and legends as well as spiritual poems about the human soul. Among the religious Verses of the Old Believers of the upper Yenisei are examples without any counterpart in other regions of the country.

For the last 20 years, I have often been asked the question "Can children sing spiritual poetry?". Time has shown not only that they can, but they should! A spiritual verse can teach us not just to listen and hear, but also to think and empathize with children who might not actually know something, but who can feel much better and in more subtle ways than adults. Practice shows that religious poems are very near, understandable and accessible in performance, even for very young children. This is thanks both to their simple melodies, similar to lullabies, and their texts which are very simple, understandable and have been honed through time by many generations. From the texts of the “Stikhi” religious poems, children learn about the birth and resurrection of Jesus Christ, Prince Vladimir, the Great Flood, Sodom and Gomorrah and also about the great preachers of Russian Christianity.


released June 10, 2010

Musicians of the ensemble:
Ponomareva Nadyezhda Vasilevna - Honored Worker of Culture r.Tyva, Artistic Director of the Children's Center of the traditional Russian Culture
Ahpasheva Maya Y. - graduate Kyzylsky School of Arts
Ahpasheva Maria Y. - student, Krasnoyarsk State Art Institute
Kosykh Victor V. - student Krasnoyarsk Academy of Music and Theater
Vysotin Sergei P. - student of Siberian State Academy
Grigorovich Elena V. - graduate from Novosibirsk State Academy of Geodesy
Sugorakova Lizaveta G. - student of St. Petersburg State University of Culture and Arts
Ogneva Juliya S. - laboratory Tuva Institute of Complex Natural Resources
Menshikov Ivan A. - graduate Tuva State University


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