The Wolfe Tones — Let The People Sing tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Let The People Sing", wykonawca: The Wolfe Tones.
Tekst piosenki
For those who are in love
There’s a song that’s warm and tender
For those who are oppressed
In song you can protest
So liberate your mind
And give your soul expression
Open up your hearts
I’ll sing for you this song
Let the people sing
Their stories and their songs
And the music of their native land
Their lullabies and battle cries
And songs of hope and joy
Join us hand in hand
All across this ancient land
Throughout the test of time
It was music that kept their spirits free
Those songs of yours and of mine
It was back in ancient times
The bard would tell his stories
Of the heroes, of the villain
Of the chieftains in the glen
Through Elizabethian time
And Cromwellian war and fury
Put our pipers to the sword,
Killed our harpers and our bards.
Let the people sing their stories and their songs
And the music of their native land
Their lullabies and battlecries and songs of hope and joy
So join us hand in hand
All across this ancient land
Throughout the test of time
It was music that kept their spirits free
Those songs of yours and of mine
Ireland, land of song,
Your music lives forever
In its valleys, in its mountains,
In its hills and in its glens.
Our music did survive
Through famine and oppression.
To the generations gone,
I’ll sing for you this song.
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Dla tych, którzy są zakochani
"There' s a song that 's warm and tender"
Dla tych, którzy są uciśnieni
W piosence można protestować
So liberate your mind
And give your soul expression
Open up your hearts
Zaśpiewam Ci tę piosenkę.
Let the people sing
Ich opowieści i piosenki
I muzyka ich ojczystej ziemi
Ich kołysanki i okrzyki bitewne
And songs of hope and joy
Dołącz do nas ręka w rękę
All across this ancient land
Throughout the test of time
To muzyka utrzymywała ich ducha wolnego.
Those songs of yours and of mine
To było w starożytności.
Bard opowiadał swoje historie
Of the heroes, of the villain
Of The chieftains in the glen
Through Elizabethian time
I Cromwellian war and fury
Put our pipers to the sword,
Zabili harperów i bardów.
Let the people sing their stories and their songs
I muzyka ich ojczystej ziemi
Ich kołysanki, bitwy i pieśni nadziei i radości
Więc dołącz do nas ręka w rękę
All across this ancient land
Throughout the test of time
To muzyka utrzymywała ich ducha wolnego.
Those songs of yours and of mine
Irlandia, Kraj pieśni,
Twoja muzyka żyje wiecznie
W jego dolinach, w jego górach,
Na jego wzgórzach i w jego glebach.
Nasza muzyka przetrwała
Przez głód i ucisk.
To the generations gone,
Zaśpiewam Ci tę piosenkę.