Kolędy: Ach ubogi żłobie

Oh poor manger,
What do I see in you?
More expensive than the sky,
In a tiny person,
More expensive than the sky,
In a tiny person.

Saviour of the way,
How poor they are,
You have left the beautiful sky,
You chose the barlogues.
You have left the beautiful sky,
You chose the barlogues.

Could you not,
In the greatest decoration,
Take the palace dear,
Isn't that where the crib lies?
Take the palace dear,
Isn't that where the crib lies?

When you come into the world,
You wash away sins from him,
And to wash away this filth,
You shed bitter tears.
And to wash away this filth,
You shed bitter tears.