Despair! – I hear this melody’s roar,
the thunder plays among the clouds,
it brings destruction,
falls down like a vulture,
rips shrouds of meadows into pieces - - -
Cursed! Oh, Cursed!!
Clinging to a boulder on the heavenly road
I hear your roar - - not a melody - -
you are not music, you are not God’s progeny,
you are evil! Cursed breathing!
And up above the Angels were trumpeting for the judgment
And called for the souls of those who had fallen…
I strain my soul.
Award it victory – the first-born daughter!