Kolędy: Bóg się rodzi, moc truchleje

God is born, the power is tormenting,
Lord of the heavens stripped;
The fire solidifies, the glow darkens,
It has infinite boundaries.
Disgraced, covered with glory,
Mortal King over the centuries;

And the Word was made flesh
and lived between us

What is your heaven above the earth?
God has given up your happiness
He entered among the beloved's people,
By sharing hardships and hardships with him;
He suffered not much, not little,
We were guilty of ourselves,

And the Word was made flesh
And it lived between us.

In a miserable shed born,
Mull him for the cradle he was given?
What is it that was surrounded?
Cattle, shepherds and hay.
Poor, it happened to you
To greet Him before the rich,

And the Word was made flesh
and lived between us.

Then the Kingdoms were seen
They squeeze between simplicity,
Carrying gifts to the Lord in dani:
Myrrh, incense and gold;
The deity mixed it together
With peasant victims;

And the Word was made flesh
and lived between us.

Raise your hand, God's child!
Bless the nice land,
Good advice, good being
Support her strength with your strength.
Our house and all our possessions,
And your villages with cities!

And the Word was made flesh
and lived between us