Our words aching,
Yet cannot soothe their pain;
Our voices anxious,
Yet cannot pull them out.
Lives buried under the rubbles,
souls suffered in the earthquake.
What have they done to deserve this?
What hope can they linger on to survive?
thousands of lives,
thousands,
still in their childhood,
each, a flower bulb,
each, a promising blossom,
just a few days ago,
just a few days ago!
Now they are buried in the debris!
With broken hearts,
our hands dig the cruel and cold fact,
with helpless tears,
we hear their crying from underground!
Help them,
Help them,
God, and Gods!
翻译：
我们的言语沉痛，
却不能抚慰他们的痛苦;
我们的声音焦急，
然而，不能将它们拉出来。
生命被埋在瓦砾下，
灵魂在地震中遭受磨难。
他们为什么要忍受这些？
什么希望可以让他们多存活一会
成千上万人的生命，
成千上万的儿童
，
每一个都像花朵一样，
每一个都有大好光景，
就在前几天，
就在前几天！
现在他们都埋在了废墟！
带着破碎的心
我们的手挖着残忍冷酷的事实，
眼含无奈的泪水，
我们听到他们在地下的哭泣，
帮助他们，
帮助他们，
神，与神！
