اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Our brothers afflicted
Afflicted and crying
Dipped into the fire
Of awful jail
If you look
At our deeds
I want be
About your mercy
But if you, kindly turn your face
To the cross, every voice says
Oh christ, give our brothers
They deserved rest
Till they rise from fire
Lord of the dying, mercy and forgiveness
Lord of the dying, mercy and forgiveness
