Dies illa, dies irae,
Calamitatis et miseriae,
Dies magna et amara valde.
A wind rattles the leaded windows.
The little pear-shaped candle-flames leap and flutter,
Dies illa, dies irae,
The swaying smoke drifts over the altar,
Calamitatis et miseriae,
The shuffling priests sprinkle holy water,
Dies magna et amara valde.