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Dead Can Dance - The Song Of The Sibyl lyrics
The Song of the Sibyl
 Original Catalan version 
 Al jorn del Judici
 parra' qui haura' fet servici. 
 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'. Dead Can Dance - The Song Of The Sibyl - http://motolyrics.com/dead-can-dance/the-song-of-the-sibyl-lyrics.html
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The Song of the Sibyl
 English translation of original Catalan version 
 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.









