Holy Rome sparkles like a bride
How joyfully the crowds of people surge forth.
But who is being adorned with three crowns
and led towards the high chair of Saint Peter?

That is the penitent; that is Gregor.
The hand of the Lord is raising him up.
But who is the pilgrim, weak and old,
who is on a pilgrimage to the seven hills?

She moves slowly; she takes no refreshment.
A heavy weight rests on her.
And Gregor sits in the confessional
and gives the pilgrim his ear.

But with what joy does his countenance light up
as the lady makes her confession.
“Through the power of my holy office, I release you
from the prison of your sins.”
“Oh Lord of grace, let Your servant now
rest in peace.”