Miserere (part. Luciano Pavarotti)

Have mercy, have mercy
Have mercy, wretched me
But I toast to life!

But what a mystery, my life
What a mystery
I am a sinner of the year eighty thousand
A liar!

But where am I and what am I doing
How do I live?

I live in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living!
Have mercy, wretched me
But I toast to life!

I am the saint who betrayed you
When you were alone
And I live elsewhere and observe the world
From the sky

And I see the sea and the forests
I see myself

Living in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living!
Have mercy, wretched me
But I toast to life!

If there is a dark enough night
To hide me, hide me

If there is a light, a hope
Magnificent sun shining within me
Give me the joy of living that is not yet there

Have mercy, have mercy
That joy of living (that perhaps)
Is not yet there