Cестры Минского Свято-Елисаветинского монастыря - Умягчение злых сердец - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Soften our evil heart. The Virgin, and the misfortunes of those who hate us are faded away, and allow all the cramped of our souls. On your Bo, the holy image is looking at, your suffering and mercy about us, we are touched and your wounds are kissing, but our arrows tormenting are horrified. Don’t give us, Mati of the Blessing, in our brutalism and from the brutalism of your neighbors, you will die, you are truly evil hearts softening.