Текст песни Ван Гог - Час радості

The hour has come radostі veselostі svitu ninі,
Bo Savior Vіdkupitel narodivsya s Dіvi.
Priyshov's World on God himself, narodivsya lame,
Not gold sky - wards, yak mіg.

Vzhe Angels in Vifleєmі Yogo velichayut,
Thank God, the world is on zemlі - radіsno spіvayut:
Narodivsya Christ himself, to rejoice vsіh us
Vіn vіdpustit, free od children physically you!

Zvіzda long ago became a den of obіtsyana,
Zorya clear, unseen Vifleєm embraced;
Tsarі її know nice povіdayut,
Of I have zvіzdі Christ the Savior pіznayut.

Vitaymo Yogo devoutly to priyshovshogo's World,
Priymіm Yogo naykrasche yak, yak King nashogo,
Daimyo poklіn Yomu yak Nashomu God,
Scho sotvorіnnyu revealing his own.