1. I see the carpet, if it sings, it wishes
The warbler of every people wishes we would be mad

2. It sang with melody, but did not change
Its meanings or the time it sang

3. It makes the singer fail with his singing about us
No matter how much sorrow is about us

4. And if ages gather with the singer
He leaves it sad, driven mad

5. And if he tightens in white, you see him
His singing relieves the worried one's worries

6. And no understanding, terrors are flying
He controls them as he wished in them

7. With it God granted favors on the land
And we praise that it is among us and from us