Duo du désespoir

La Nurse and Brother Laurent:
La Nurse: Things are never what we want them to be
Juliet now you know what I already knew
And you cry, you cry my daughter my sister
I carry your pain
God, how harsh men are
How sure of themselves men are
Oh! God, how harsh men are
What must we do
For you to grant your grace
God, you who put us on this earth
Why force us to be silent
And watch men die
Brother Laurent: The Prince, by banishing you
Saved you, do you know
They demanded your blood
The blood of a Montague
And you, poor little lost one
You no longer understand
Oh God, how harsh men are
How sure of themselves men are
Oh! God, how harsh men are
What must we do
For you to grant your grace
Together: God, you who put us on this earth
Why force us to be silent
And watch men die
With Choirs (x2): God, how harsh men are
How sure of themselves men are
Oh! God, how harsh men are
What must we do
For you to grant your grace
God, you who put us on this earth
Why force us to be silent
And watch men die
God ...