Текст песни Елена Ваенга и хор Валаамского монастыря - Ой, горе мне...

I'm lying on a hill
There is an oak cross on the hill.
Oh, woe to me!

A raven is flying over me
Says to me - these are the words.
Oh, woe to me!

You lived for thirty years and for three years
So go and see what you deserve.
Oh, woe to me!

For your words, pitch darkness,
For your deeds, eternal flour.
Oh, woe to me!

What are you croaking black bird,
That you prophesy me pitch darkness.
Oh, woe to me!

You would fly yourself to the dead body,
Although I am lying, I am still alive.
Oh, woe to me!

Maybe he will exact us all the punishment
The Mother of God is the Mother of God.
Oh, woe to me!

I'm lying on a hill
There is an oak cross on the hill.
Oh, woe to me!