Peter,Apostle, Did you see my fair love?
woe is me and woe is me!
I saw him a moment ago, get tortured by the guard
woe is me and woe is me!
Who is that fine man on the cross of Passion?
woe is me and woe is me!
Do you recognize him,your son, little Mother?
woe is me and woe is me!
Is that the little son who was nursed at Mary's breast?
woe is me and woe is me!
Is that the little son who was born in a stable?
woe is me and woe is me!
Is that the little son whom I carried for three seasons?
woe is me and woe is me!
Dear little son your mouth and little nose are cut,
woe is me and woe is me! B
are nails were put through his feet, and through his hands,
woe is me and woe is me!
A spear was put through his lovely breast.
woe is me and woe is me!