Benvolio:
Faith to friendship is our law,
We are inseparable from childhood  – he and me.
And, like his friend, I must tell him about this.

Fate of death is going after us,
Who had cursed us – God knows.
God answer: for whose sins,
Death has settled in our house?

Death is dancing, constricting the circle,
The one my friend had loved is dead,
Juliet is gone,
Death has accomplished the revenge,
I must bring this news to Romeo,
I must.
Sorrowful honor...

How can I say?
To him the words:
“Your love is dead, she is dead”
It’s quiet. And Chorus has become silent,
It’s a duty, my sorrow duty
Death has closed the circle again,
And I, his last friend,
Will pronounce like a sentence:
“She is dead…”

Oh for what this honor: to bring bad news,
Belongs to me?
In ancient times herald of trouble was put to death immediately.
I’m putting me to death myself cruelly,
One hundred times a day,
How can I say?
To him that,
What is better not to know?

Death is dancing, constricting the circle,
The one my friend had loved is dead,
Juliet is gone,
Death has committed the revenge,
I must bring this news to Romeo,
I must.
Sorrowful honor...

How can I say?
To him the words:
“Your love is dead, she is dead”
It’s quiet. Chorus has become silent
It’s a duty, my sorrow duty
Death has closed the circle again
And I, his last friend,
Will pronounce like a sentence
“She is dead…”

I will not be able to say the words:
“Your love is dead, she is dead”.

Silence and pain are with me,
It’s a duty, our sorrow duty,
Death has closed the circle again,
And I, his last friend,
Will pronounce like a sentence:
“She is dead…”

She is dead…