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Rise, rise, write off, write off,
The soul is wicked, why are they not happy?
The time will come for you: part with your body
And you can be saved only by faith and deed.

And they will torture you with sins,
And there will be nothing to answer you.
With what answer will you come before God
On a terrible, last day, having done a lot of evil?

You will weep with burning tears
And no one will wait for help.
But who will cleanse you, only our one God -
A penitent soul let go, dear.

The death of sinners is fierce and the nobility himself owes:
Having taken a clean soul, I must give it clean.
And sinners pray in correction
And they ask for salvation in exhaustion.

Rise, rise, write off, write off,
The soul is wicked, why are they not happy?