Текст песни Мартиэль - Ах, как дешево вы Бога оценили

Oh, how cheaply you appraised B'oga
            Thirty fine gray-british mon'et!
            He taught you to forgive and love.
            But love - is it possible, if the heart doesn?

            Caiaphas, the faithful dog of the Sanhedrin,
            How long have you been looking for him to blame
            How to the glory of the corrupted law
            Spoils of corrupt liars!

            Over Praetoria, like thunder before a thunderstorm -
            A fierce roar: may he be crucified!
            And scared by the bloodthirsty crowd
            Hands washed in smoke exhausted Pilate.

            But Golgotha, and Golgotha ​​does not like to wait.
            They will judge who is a villain and who is a saint.
            Why, why, tell, people,
            God crucified to you dearer than the living?

            Swarms by an unearthly higher light,
            What to pray to gilded crosses?
            Take away your pathetic coins,
            They will not return the crucified Christ.