Текст песни Hubert Parry - Royal Choral Society, London Philharmonic Orchestra William Blake's Jerusalem
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- Название песни: Royal Choral Society, London Philharmonic Orchestra William Blake's Jerusalem
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Jerusalem Перевод С. МаршакаAnd did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
На этот горный склон крутой
Ступала ль ангела нога?
И знал ли агнец наш святой
Зелёной Англии луга?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark Satanic mills?
Светил ли сквозь туман и дым
Нам лик господний с вышины?
И был ли здесь Ерусалим
Меж тёмных фабрик сатаны?
Bring me my bow of burning gold:
Bring me my arrows of desire:
Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire.
Где верный меч, копье и щит,
Где стрелы молний для меня?
Пусть туча грозная примчит
Мне колесницу из огня.
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.
Мой дух в борьбе несокрушим,
Незримый меч всегда со мной.
Мы возведём Ерусалим
В зелёной Англии родной.
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Jerusalem Translation S. MarshakAnd Did Those Feet In Ancient Time
Walk Upon England's Mountains Green?
And Was The Holy Lamb of God
On England's Pleasant Pastures Seen?
On this mountain slope cool
Has the angel leg?
And whether the lamb knew our holy
Green England Meadow?
And Did The Countenance Divine
Shine Forth Upon Our Clouded Hills?
AND WAS JERUSALEM BUILDED HERE
Among these Dark Satanic Mills?
Low through the fog and smoke
Do we face the Lord from the embroidery?
And whether Intrusalim was here
Between Dark Factories Satan?
Bring Me My Bow of Burning Gold:
Bring Me My Arrows of Desire:
Bring Me My Spear: O Clouds Unfold!
Bring Me My Chariot of Fire.
Where is the faithful sword, spear and shield,
Where are the lightning arrows for me?
Let the cloud of Grozny collapse
I am a chariot of fire.
I Will Not CEASE From Mental Fight
Nor Shall My Sword Sleep in My Hand
TILL WE Have Built Jerusalem
In England's Green and Pleasant Land.
My spirit in the struggle disadvantaged
An invisible sword is always with me.
We will erect nonsense
In green England native.