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Arlequin

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(11/18/01 12:53:58 pm)

Répondre [Chant] - L'ombre du passé

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Comme guidés nous construisîmes

Une cité faite de marbre blanc

Au crépuscule sang sont les murs

Alors nous l’appelâmes Purple Town

La cité riche et prospère

Que nul pillard ne menaçat jamais.

 

Insouciante l’Ombre dormait

Tapis dans son caveau éternel

Et, nous l’avons réveillée

Pour qu’elle nous libère

De notre auto-suffisance

Nous désespérions.

 

Alors, nous forgeâmes des armes

Et, apprîmes l’art de la Magie

De nos forges naquirent de Epées

De nos bibliothèques des boules de feu.

Ses mots apportaient de sanglantes batailles

Ses victoires apportaient nos gloires éphémères.

 

Mais l’Ombre nous méprisaient tous

Hommes, Elfes et Nains

Dragons, Eléments et Anges

Notre infériorité la dégoûtaient

Nos sentiments la répugnaient

Seules nos guerres l’amusaient.

 

Hantée par sa cruelle Conscience

Un matin, l’ombre s’en alla

Seule à travers le monde

Munie de son épée brisée

Dernier héritage des Anciens Temps

A la recherche de son passé oublié.

 

Un Maître nain elle sauva

De tout son Savoir l’épée il reforgea

Alors triste fut sa surprise

Perdue depuis des millénaires

L’Epée Funeste des Epines Noires

Réapparue des Abîmes du Temps.

 

Du haut de sa Tour d’Ivoire

Sa propre Conscience

L’Ombre affronta

Alors elle obtint la vérité

Et dans nos sombres rêves

Nous la craignîmes.

 

Habillée d’un patchwork de soie coloré

Et portant un masque sur son visage

Cette Ombre au combat nous conduit

Pour que nos ennemis nous affrontions

Arlequin sauve nos âmes, entends nos prières

Demain sous Terre nous reposerons.

 

Arlequin

Décembre 2000

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Transaltor note: This is translated at the best of my capabilities. Feel free to correct my mistakes - Celes Crusader

 

 

 

As guided we build

 

A city made of white marble

 

Blood sunset are the walls

 

So we called it Purple Town

 

The town enriches and propers

 

None pillager ever threatened it.

 

 

 

Carelessly, the Shadow sleeps

 

Hiden in its eternal dungeon

 

And, we awakened it

 

So she can free us

 

Of our self-sufficiency (?)

 

We despaired.

 

 

 

So, we forged weapons

 

and, learned the art of Magic

 

From our forges Sword were borned

 

From our libraries, balls of fire

 

Its words brought bloody battles

 

Its victories brought short-lived glory.

 

 

 

But, the Shadow dispised us all

 

Men, Elves and Dwarves

 

Dragons, Elements and Angels

 

Our inferiority digusted it

 

Our feelings repulsed it

 

Only our wars entertained it.

 

 

 

Haunted by its crueled Counscience

 

On a morning, the Shadow left

 

Alone within the world

 

Armed wiht its broken sword

 

Last heir of the Ancient Times

 

Looking for its forgotten past.

 

 

 

An dwarven master it saved

 

Of all his knowledge, the sword is reforged

 

But sad was her surprise

 

Lost since milleniums

 

The Funest Sword of the Black Thorns

 

Reappeared in the Abyss of Times.

 

 

 

From the heights of its Ivory Tower

 

Its own Conscience

 

The Shadow fought

 

Then, it obtained the thruth

 

And in our dark dreams

 

We feared it.

 

 

 

Dressed in a patchwork of colored silk

 

And wearing a mask on its face

 

This Shadow at fight leads us

 

For our ennemies we fight

 

Arlequin, save our souls, hear our prayers

 

Tomorrow beneath Earth we will rest.

 

 

 

Arlequin

 

December 2000

 

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