Turn in the garden
Shades of one
Sins forgotten
Favored signs to find hope
In the rounds of life
Favored rhymes to find hope
In the sands of life
Favored son
Fence in your heart
Saviored son
Sins forgotten
Favored signs to find hope
In the rounds of life
Favored rhymes to find hope
In the sands of life
Favored son
Fence in your heart
Saviored son
Sins forgotten
Migan asbet rafighe rooze jange
Mo migooyom azoo behtar tofange
Svaare bi tofang ghodrat nadaare
Svaar vaghti tofang daare svaare
Tofange daste noghream raa forookhtam
Baraaye del ghabaaye terme dookhtam
Ferestaadom baraayom pas ferestaad
Tofange daste noghream daad-o-bidaad
[English Translation:]
They say your charger is your pal on the day of battle
I say even better is the gun
A cavalryman without a gun is without vigour
A cavalryman is one when he has got a gun
I sold my silver stock gun
Sewed a termeh frock for my love
She returned it to me when I sent her the frock
Oh alas my silver stock gun
[Termeh is a Persian textile]
[The very last phrase "daad-o-bidaad" is impossible to translate, it expresses deep regret for something lost]
I've been a rose in my rage
I've been a rose, I've been a rose
I've been a rose
Canaan ran, since her desert song
Canaan ran, rides on the bird song
You've been afraid for far too long
I've been enraged in my songs
I've been a rose, I've been a rage
I've been a rose, I've been a rage
I've been a rose
T'was hard the woeful words to frame
To break the ties that bound us.
But harder still to bear the shame
Of foreign chains around us.
And so I said the mountain glen
I'll meet at morning early.
And I'll join the bold united men
While soft winds shook the barley.
T'was sad I kissed away her tears
My fond arm round her flinging.
When a foe, man's shot burst on our ears
From out the wild woods ringing.
A bullet pierced my true love's side
In life's young spring so early.
And on my breast in blood she died
While soft winds shook the barley.
But blood for blood without remorse
I've ta'en at oulart hollow.
I've lain my true love's clay like corpse
Where I full soon must follow.
Around her grave I've wandered drear
Noon, night, and morning early.
With breaking heart when e'er I hear
The wind that shakes the barley.
When my family thinks
That I'm safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head
Calling out to the air
With tears both hot and wild
Oh I grieve for the girl
That I loved as a child
The priests and the friars
Behold me in dread
Because I still love you
My love and you're dead
I would still be your shelter
From rain and from storm
And with you in your cold grave
I cannot sleep warm
If you were a sailor
I'd raise the anchor
To sail the sea
In search of you and me
And god
Conjures currents to break our fragile boats
And both the innocent and the damned
Are swallowed up in his wake
If you were a huntress
I'd be your bow
For your silver arrows
To seek out his heart
Ever loved a woman who made you feel tall?
Ever loved a man who made you feel small?
Who are you to complain
For lack of understanding?
We are all created equal
In just one thing alone
Alone in your thoughts that ??? you through your life
They'll take you outwards to the dark edge of time
And there's nothing more dangerous
Than a man with nothing to lose
Nothing to live for
And nothing to prove
Un rei vendra' perpetual
Vestit de nostra carn mortal;
Del cel vindra' tot certament
Per fer del segle jutjament.
Ans que el Judici no sera'
Un gran senyal se mostrara':
Lo sol perdra' lo resplendor,
La terra tremira' de por.
Apre's se badara' molt fort
Amostrant-se de greu conhort;
Mostrar-se han ab crits i trons
Les infernals confusions.
Del cel gran foc davallara',
Com a sofre molt pudira';
La terra cremara' ab furor,
La gent haura' molt gran terror.
Apre's sera' un fort senyal
D'un terratre'mol general;
Les pedres per mig se rompran
I les muntanyes se fondran.
Llavors ningu' tindra' talent
D'or, riqueses ni argent,
Esperant tots quina sera'
La sente'ncia que es dara'.
De morir seran tots sos talents,
Esclafir-los han totes les dents;
No hi haura' home que no plor,
Tot lo mo'n sera' en tristor.
Los puigs i plans seran iguals,
Alli seran los bons i mals,
Reis, ducs, comtes i barons,
Que de llurs fets retran raons.
Apre's vindra' terriblement
Lo Fill de De'u omnipotent;
De morts i vius judicara':
Qui be' haura' fet alli es parra'.
Los infants qui nats no seran
Dintre ses mares cridaran
I diran tots plorosament:
"Ajuda'ns, De'u omnipotent".
Mare de De'u, pregau per no's,
Puix so'u mare de pecadors,
Que bona sente'ncia hajam
I paradis possejam.
Vosaltres tots qui escoltau,
Devotament a De'u pregau
De cor ab gran devocio',
Que us porte a salvacio'.
[English translation:]
An eternal king will come
Dressed in our mortal flesh:
He will come from heaven certainly
To pass judgement on the century.
Before judgement is passed
A great sign will show itself:
The sun will lose its shine
The earth will tremble with fear.
After will come mighty thunder
A sign of great wrath:
In an infernal confusion
Lightning and cries will resound.
A great fire will come down from heaven
In a stink of sulphur
And the earth will burn furiously
And great terror will afflict people.
After will come the terrible signal
Of a great earthquake
As rocks shatter
And mountains collapse.
Then no-one will have pieces of gold
Silver or riches,
And everyone will await
The sentence.
Death will leave them without a penny,
And will crush them all:
There will remain only men in tears,
And sadness will cover the world.
The plains and peaks will be all the same,
Good and evil will reach them both,
Kings, dukes, counts and barons
Will have to account for their actions.
And then will come impressively
The Son of God omnipotent,
He will judge the dead and the living,
The good will go to Heaven.
Children not yet born
Will cry from their mother's wombs,
And with the crying say:
"Help us, God, omnipotent".
Mother of God, pray for us,
You, the Mother of sinners,
May the sentence be merciful,
May Paradise be open to us.
You, who listen to everything,
Pray God with all devotion,
With all your heart and fervour,
That we should be saved.
"No," thought he, all against himself
Leave her alone, Tristan, consider this, come to your senses
It was never easy for anyone
The heart would ever have it so
He gets the opposite of what he wills
He desired against his own desire
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
I've heard that innocence
Has led us all astray
But don't let them make you and break you
The world is filled with their broken empty
Dreams
Silence is their only virtue
Locked away inside their silent screams
But for now
Let us dance away
This starry night
Filled with the glow of fiery stars
And with the dawn
Our sun will rise
Bringing a symphony of bird cries
Don't bring me down now
Let me stay here for awhile
You know life's too short
Let me bathe here in your smile
I'm transcending
The fall from the garden
Goodnight