Song | A Song of Liberty, Plates 25-27 |
Artist | Ulver |
Album | Themes from William Blake's The Marriage of Heaven & Hell |
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作词 : Blake | |
9. A Song Of Liberty | |
1. The Eternal Female groan'd! it was heard over all the Earth: | |
2. Albion's coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! | |
3 Shadows of Prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; | |
4. Golden Spain, burst the barriers of old Rome; | |
5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep down falling, even to eternity down falling, | |
6. And weep! | |
7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror howling; | |
8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr'd out by the atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! | |
9. Flag'd with grey brow'd snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav'd over the deep. | |
10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl'd the new born wonder thro' the starry night. | |
11. The fire, the fire, is falling! | |
12. Look up! look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew, leave counting gold! return to thy oil and wine. O African! black African! (go, winged thought widen his forehead.) | |
13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. | |
14. Wak'd from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away: | |
15. Down rush'd, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow'd councellors, thunderous warriors, curl'd veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings and rocks, | |
16. Falling, rushing, ruining! buried in the ruins, on Urthona's dens; | |
17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy King. | |
18. With thunder and fire: leading his starry hosts thro' the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, | |
19. Where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, | |
20. Spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: | |
Empire is no more! and now the lion & wolf shall cease. | |
Chorus: | |
Let the Priests of the Raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black, with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call that virginity, that wishes but acts not! | |
For every thing that lives is Holy. |
zuo ci : Blake | |
9. A Song Of Liberty | |
1. The Eternal Female groan' d! it was heard over all the Earth: | |
2. Albion' s coast is sick silent the American meadows faint! | |
3 Shadows of Prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon | |
4. Golden Spain, burst the barriers of old Rome | |
5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep down falling, even to eternity down falling, | |
6. And weep! | |
7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror howling | |
8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr' d out by the atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! | |
9. Flag' d with grey brow' d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav' d over the deep. | |
10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl' d the new born wonder thro' the starry night. | |
11. The fire, the fire, is falling! | |
12. Look up! look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew, leave counting gold! return to thy oil and wine. O African! black African! go, winged thought widen his forehead. | |
13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. | |
14. Wak' d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away: | |
15. Down rush' d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king his grey brow' d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl' d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings and rocks, | |
16. Falling, rushing, ruining! buried in the ruins, on Urthona' s dens | |
17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy King. | |
18. With thunder and fire: leading his starry hosts thro' the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, | |
19. Where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, | |
20. Spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: | |
Empire is no more! and now the lion wolf shall cease. | |
Chorus: | |
Let the Priests of the Raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black, with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call that virginity, that wishes but acts not! | |
For every thing that lives is Holy. |
zuò cí : Blake | |
9. A Song Of Liberty | |
1. The Eternal Female groan' d! it was heard over all the Earth: | |
2. Albion' s coast is sick silent the American meadows faint! | |
3 Shadows of Prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon | |
4. Golden Spain, burst the barriers of old Rome | |
5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep down falling, even to eternity down falling, | |
6. And weep! | |
7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror howling | |
8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr' d out by the atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! | |
9. Flag' d with grey brow' d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav' d over the deep. | |
10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl' d the new born wonder thro' the starry night. | |
11. The fire, the fire, is falling! | |
12. Look up! look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew, leave counting gold! return to thy oil and wine. O African! black African! go, winged thought widen his forehead. | |
13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. | |
14. Wak' d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away: | |
15. Down rush' d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king his grey brow' d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl' d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings and rocks, | |
16. Falling, rushing, ruining! buried in the ruins, on Urthona' s dens | |
17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy King. | |
18. With thunder and fire: leading his starry hosts thro' the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, | |
19. Where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, | |
20. Spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: | |
Empire is no more! and now the lion wolf shall cease. | |
Chorus: | |
Let the Priests of the Raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black, with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call that virginity, that wishes but acts not! | |
For every thing that lives is Holy. |