Praznic luminos, strălucit frumos,Astăzi ne-a sosit şi ne-a-nveselit,Că Mântuitorul şi IzbăvitorulCu trup s-a născut, cu trup s-a născut.
Îngerii cântau, păstori fluierau,Magii se-nchinau, toţi se bucurau.Dar Irod era că se tulburaDe naşterea Sa, de naşterea Sa.
El îl cauta, voind morţii a-L da,Iar Pruncul Iisus, Domnul cel de Sus.Fie lăudat, binecuvântat,De-a pururi amin, de-a pururi amin.
Luminous burial feast, beautifully bright,Today it arrived and has cheered us.Like the Savior and Deliverer,With human body he was born, with human body he was born.
The angels where singing, the priests where whistling,The wizards where bowing, everyone was happy.But Herod was disturbedBy His birth, by His birth.
He was searching for Him, to hand Him onto death,And the baby Jesus, the Lord from above.Let Him be lauded, blessed,Forever amen, forever amen.