Текст песни Божичі - Страдальная мати

The suffering mother stood under the cross,
She cried, cried, said in tears:
Oh son, son, for what guilt
You endure pain, a hard hour
On the cross ?!

I bathed you in bitter tears,
I hid you among the enemies,
And now I weep, for I spend thee,
For I will not see you soon, my son,
My son.

You are my hope, you are my clear world,
You go out very quickly, you wither in time.
And who will be with me, orphan ?!
Right now I'm alone in the world, like an epic
Under the cross.

You promised to save all the people,
And for this he waited to die innocently
For a wicked, wicked, and unrighteous generation,
That filled your bloody sentence on you
On the cross.