Let's turn to the Lord, people! Let sorrow not steal your heart! I can almost hear screams everywhere - The end of godlessness will be near. Let's stop committing sins, Let us not suffer painfully, Zupinimo thoughtless laughter, It’s too late, it’s not too late yet. God awaits our repentance, So that the colonies shed their own. Vin zupinit nedolya, ridannya, I can feel your prayers. Stooping on the sinful road, My people, I bless you! Years of living in a sinful carriage! Have pity on your children, grandchildren, and yourself! Magnify only the living God, Glorify, soul, God the Creator! I prayed even to the Holy One - Your city is like the Father.
