Царица моя преблагая - Надеждо моя Богородице - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

My queen is subtle, my hope, the Virgin, a friend of the blue and strange performers, mourning the joy, offended by the patroness! I see my misfortune with my sorrow, help me, like it’s weak, murder me, as strange. My resentment, allow the one, he will allow the one, as if you are not the imam of the very help of you, nor other representatives, nor vigor of the comforter, to you, about the Mother of God, like preserving me and cover it forever and ever. Amen.