Tell me, Mother, tell me
why the time has come to die
why all have forsaken Him
why they disgraced themselves with betrayal
Tell me how to break the dream
in which the earth is plunged
after all you see
through the streets the blood flows
you can hear Satan’s laughter in a mad dance
that triumphantly reigns
Tell me, Mother, how to rise from my sins
when all I hear is the din of hell
and the madness of the human masses
Who, Mother, will guide me
I know you
Only down here there is no place to wipe away my tears
miserable life, miserable thoughts
I need to cry
They took away my confession , the body of Christ too
Tell me, Mother
Will I die without this consolation?
In the sunshine I see your face , I feel the warmth of a mother’s heart .
Mother this is my last tear , we need shepherds and not messengers of evil .
I am dust, rubbish at your feet!
Who is to lead this lost crowd to the Lord Jesus?
Don’t you know ?!
“How low will you fall before you understand
That God does not want your undoing?!”
Mother of God, Immaculate Heart of the Beloved
with you I will pass even the abysses of hell
Mother of God, lead me to Death
so that I may see the Resurrection !
Quod scripsi, scripsi 