Silent corner on "Bright Mountain" everybody loves that place,
There's a picture of Our Lady with two deep wounds on her face
Her sad eyes are full of goodness, looking in the depth of souls
Like all mothers always ready for our calls.
Madonna,
Dear Black Madonna,
How good it is to be your child!
Oh hear us,
Dear Black Madonna,
In your arms we like to hide.
She will lead you, she will help you
You can always count on her,
She loves dearly all her children,
Of their problems taking care.
She is just and understanding and is always close to guard,
You will find peace if you give her all your heart.
Madonna,
Dear Black Madonna,
How good it is to be your child!
Oh hear us,
Dear Black Madonna,
In your arms we like to hide.
In the world is much confusion, suffering, hunger, terror, fear,
And where shall we go for comfort, if not to you mother dear?
We are calling from all over, give us peace and justice bring,
Hear our prayers and our praises as we sing.
Madonna,
Dear Black Madonna,
How good it is to be your child!
Oh hear us,
Dear Black Madonna,
In your arms we like to hide.