Текст и перевод песни Paul Schwartz - Stabat Mater

Stabat Mater

Stabat Mater, rubens rosa
Iuxta crucem lacrimosa
Videns ferre criminosa
Nullum reum crimine

Et dum stetit generosa
Iuxta natum dolorosa
Plebs tunc canit clamorosa:
'Crucifige, crucifige'

O quam gravis illa poena
Tibi, virgo poenae plena
Commemorans praeamoena
Iam versa in maestetam

Color erat non inventus
In te, Mater, dum detentus
Stabat natus, sic contentus
Ad debellandum Sathanam

Per haec, nata praeamata
Natum tuum, qui peccata
Delit cuncta perpetrata
Deprecare dulciflue

Ut, nostra tergens ingrata
In nobis plantet firme grata
Per quem dando praelibata
Praestet aeterna requi. Amen.

Stabat Mater

Stabat Mater, blooming rose,
Near the cross in tears,
Seeing her Son bearing,
No guilt, no crime.

And as she stood there,
Near her Son in sorrow,
The crowd cried out in chorus:
'Crucify, crucify Him.'Crucify, crucify Him.'

O how grievous was that pain,
To you, O Virgin,
Remembering that first joy,
Now turned to sorrow.

Color was gone from your face,
O Mother, as he hung there,
Your Son, so content,
To conquer Satan.

Through these, O beloved Mother,
Pray to your Son,
Who forgives all sin,
Sweetly entreat Him

That, washing away our ingratitude,
He may firmly plant grace in us,
Through whom, giving us a taste of heaven,
He may grant us eternal rest. Amen.