Текст песни Lacrimosa

Hush... Strings are weeping silently...

Like... They are singing a lullaby...

This... Plain without a single tree

Will open to take a child...

Her embrace was not enough

To save his soul... All alone...

And she came with the swan song on her lips...

Evening breeze was listening...

ÓLacrimosaÔ, she said: ÓCry upon my fate... Ô
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ÓLacrimosaÔ

DoÚla je sestra Jelena,

Dovela brata ranjena,

Da traÞI s mora doktora,

Bratu rane da vida.

Boga ti, s mora doktore,

Êta ti se èini od rana?

Boga mi, sestro Jeleno,

Pripremi bratu Úto nemaÚ