Jézus: Neither you Simon, nor the fifty thousand
Nor the Romans, nor the Jews,
Nor Judas, nor the Twelve, nor the Priests, nor the Scribes,
Nor doomed Jerusalem itself
Understand what power is,
Understand what glory is,
Understand at all
Understand at all...
If you knew all that I knew, my poor Jerusalem
You'd see the truth but you close your eyes
But you close your eyes
While you live your troubles are many, poor Jerusalem
To conquer death you only have to die,
You only have to die