lunes, 2 de julio de 2007

Theatre Of Tragedy......And When He Falleth



And when He Falleth

[Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy & Pål Bjåstad]

"Be my kin free fro varnal sin,
Bridle the thoughts of thy Master."
"There hath past away a glore fro the Earth;
A glore that in the hearts and minds of men,
Men dementéd - blindfoldéd by light,
Hourisheth as weed in their well-groom'd garths."

"Might I too was blindfoldéd ere,
"The quality of mercy and absolution,
Tho' years have master'd me
Whence cometh such qualities?
A masque of this to fashion:
Build thyself a mirror in which
Seer blest, thou best philosopher!"
Solely wanton images of thy desire appear!"

"'Tis the Divine Comedy -
"'Tis the Divine Tragedy -
The fool and the mocking court;
The fool and the mocking court;
Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!
Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!
We hold the Earth fro Heaven away."
Make us guffaw at thy futile follies,
Yet for our blunders - Oh, in shame;
Earth beareth no balm for mistakes -
We hold the Earth fro Hell away."

"Believe? In a deily long dead? -
I would rather be a pagan suckléd in creeds outworn;
Whith faärtytales fill'd up in head;
Thoughts of the Book stillborn."

"Shadow of annoyance -
Ne'er come hither!
...And when He falleth, He falleth like Lucifer,
Ne'er to ascend again..."

[ Dialog from "And when He Falleth" ]

[Male Voice]
That cross you wear around your neck;
is it only a decoration, or are you a
true Christian believer?

[Female Voice]
Yes, I believe - truly

Then I want you to remove it at once!
- and never to wear it within this castle
again! Do you know how a falcon is trained my
dear? Her eyes are sown shut. Blinded temporarily
she suffers the whims of her God patiently, until
her will is submerged and she learns to serve -
as your God taught and blinded you with
crosses.

You had me take off my cross because it
offended....

It offended no-one. No - it simply appears
to me to be discourteous to... to wear
the symbol of a deity long dead.

My ancestors tried to find it. And to open
the door that seperates us from our Creator.

But you need no doors to find God.
If you believe....
Believe?! If you believe you are gullible.
Can you look around this world and believe
in the goodness of a god who rules it?
Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death!
They rule this world.

There is also love and life and hope.

Very little hope I assure you. No. If a god
of love and life ever did exist... he is long
since dead. Someone... something rules in his
place.

8 comentarios:

Juan David dijo...

Apartando las voces guturales del comienzo me gustó. Especialmente la última conversación. Que coincidencia, estoy preparando un post acerca de la fe.

Luna Lobos dijo...

^^
Justamente publiqué la canción por el diálogo de la canción, más que la música en sí.
Las voces guturales son geniales!! Claro estas dejan bastante que desear, pero ¿escuchaste el Eppur Si Muove de Haggard?
T_T me esforcé tanto para conseguirtelo >.<
jajaja, esas te van a gustar, son genialísimas!!!!!!
^^ Si tu artículo va a ser acerca de la fe, quiero leerlo pronto para rebatir o apoyar tu punto de vista, es uno de mis temas preferidos... jejeje

Gracias por el comentario.
Nos leemos^^

Anónimo dijo...

diablos esta cancion tambien me gusto un buen pero la verdad no le entiendo mucho a ese dialogo que tanto dicen nadie tiene la traduccion!!??

Luna Lobos dijo...

Pues si me das un mail de contacto te paso la traducción

Anónimo dijo...

yo tambien kero la traduccion T.T

Luna Lobos dijo...

Pues reitero lo anterior, envíame un correo electrónico de tu casilla personal y te mando la traducción.

Anónimo dijo...

Wiiiiii oki t doy mi correo ^^ para que me la pases n.n

Roy_rojas_int@hotmail.com

Ahi ta <.<

Srry por tardar en mandar el mensaje >.< es que formatié la pc y no encontraba la pagina xD pero bueno ya la encontre jeje

Gracias ^^ byee

Anónimo dijo...

Do you have copy writer for so good articles? If so please give me contacts, because this really rocks! :)