Текст и перевод песни Jesuit Music Ministry feat. Trin Panganiban - Pieta Oyayi Sa Paanan Ni Hesus

Pieta Oyayi Sa Paanan Ni Hesus

Ave Maria, gratia plena
Sancta Maria, mater Dei

Kay lamig na ng hangin, lumalatag ang dilim.
'Di maabot ng tingin itong lagim.
Narito ang 'Yong ina, damhin Mong yakap-yakap Ka.
Sa kandungan ko, Sinta, mapanatag Ka, Sinta

Nais ko'y pagmasdan Ka sa 'Yong pamamahinga.
Minsan pa'y iduyan Ka, awitan Ka.
'Di ko man nababata, puso ko'y lumuluha.
Sa Iyong pag-iisa, sasamahan Ka.

At hihilumin ang brasong sugatan, papawiin mga luha Mong taglay.
Lilinisin, mukha Mong dinumhan, paagusin ang luha kong alay.
Madama ko man mga tinik, yayakapin Ka nang mahigpit, Giliw.
Ihehele't iduduyan Ka; mahimbing na, tapos na.

Aking Ama! Ako'y nilisan Mo na ba?
Bigyang liwanag, alipin Mong aba.
Tinalikuran Mo na ba? Dinggin ang panalangin ko, Ama!
Sumasamong pagpalain Mo, nang minsan pa'y masabi ko sa 'Yo:
"Ako'y alipin Mo; sundin ang loob Mo, Ama ko."

Hihilumin ang brasong sugatan, papawiin ang luha Mong taglay.
Lilinisin, mukha Mong dinumhan, paagusin ang luha kong alay.
Madama ko man mga tinik, yayakapin Ka nang mahigpit, Giliw.
Ihehele't iibigin Ka; tapos na, tapos na.

Pieta Oyayi Sa Paanan Ni Hesus

Ave Maria, gratia plena
Sancta Maria, mater Dei

The breeze is cool, darkness spreads out.
Vision cannot reach the terror.
Here is your mother, feel her embrace around you.
In my bosom, love, feel peaceful, Love

I want to watch you in your repose.
Once more, I will cradle you, sing for you.
I cannot bear it, my heart weeps.
In your loneliness, I will keep you company.

And I will heal your wounded arm, wiping away the tears you hold.
I will clean your sullied face, letting my tears of devotion flow.
Though I may feel the thorns, I will embrace you tightly, Beloved.
I will lull you to sleep and cradle you; sleep soundly, it is finished.

My Father! Have you abandoned me?
Grant light, your humble servant.
Have you forsaken me? Hear my prayer, Father!
I ask that you bless me, so that I may once more say to you:
"I am your servant; I will do your will, my Father."

I will heal your wounded arm, wiping away the tears you hold.
I will clean your sullied face, letting my tears of devotion flow.
Though I may feel the thorns, I will embrace you tightly, Beloved.
I will lull you to sleep and love you; it is finished, it is finished.