Miracle rose stretching up
Miracle rose stretching up
And it's sitting and it's dwelling,
Ruling intellect and mind.
It's light juice which made them drunkards,
Made the pores of body full,
And it's shooting, and it's smiling,
And the soul is renewed.
Joy is rushing to altation,
Caught up with the movement, drove
To the saints' Transfiguration,
They played to the end, and got.
Now I talk about the God-man
And the presence of the Judge,
To the end He gives enjoyment
And Shines Lovingly to Us.
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