Tuba Mirum - Liva

Tuba mirum spargens sonum

Per sepulcra regionum

Coget omnes ante thronum

Mors stupebit et natura

Cum resurget creatura

Judicanti responsura

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?

Quem patronum rogaturus

Cum vix justus sit securus?

Quem patronum rogaturus

Cum vix justus sit securus?

Liber scriptus proferetur

In quo totum continetur

Unde mundus judicetur

Judex ergo cum sedebit

Quidquid latet apparebit

Nil inultum remanebit

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?

Quem patronum rogaturus

Cum vix justus sit securus?

Quem patronum rogaturus

Cum vix justus sit securus?

Cum vix justus sit securus?

The shrill sound of the trumpet

through the cemeteries

He will drive them all before the throne

Death and nature will be stunned

When the creature rises

To answer to the judge

What I then say?

What I then say?

Whom to ask your advocate

When is the just man barely safe?

Whom to ask your advocate

When is the just man barely safe?

A written book will be produced

In which all is contained

Whence the world will be judged

Then the judge shall sit

Whatever lies hidden will appear

Nothing will remain unavenged

What I then say?

What I then say?

Whom to ask your advocate

When is the just man barely safe?

Whom to ask your advocate

When is the just man barely safe?

When is the just man barely safe?