Ave Maria

Where is the justice in this world?

The wicked make so much noise, mother

The righteous stay oddly still

With no wisdom, all of the riches in the world leave us poor tonight

Ave Maria

Gratia plena

Maria, gratia plena

Maria, gratia plena

Ave, ave dominus tecum

And strength is not without humility

Its weakness, an untreatable disease

And war is always the choice

Of the chosen who will not have to fight

Ave Maria