Текст песни Рок-опера Тампль - Дуэт Оруженосца и Души Жака де Моле

Squire:
And the walls and grilles
Nothing the pleading.
Fingering a rosary,
Talk to you.
Soul wanders in the darkness,
But craves the light of day.
Lord, give me a sign
What he hears me.

Soul:
Walls and lattices
Pleas do not drown.
Here is a voice meek
As for the soul.
And my heart is split,
And there arose a thread.
I know that voice,
I will speak.

Squire:
I was not in Palestine,
But my sword as fast.
How Can I save you I?
Answer me, my Master!

Soul:
I used closed you breastfeed
In the confusion empty.
You were not my guns -
Go your way.

Squire:
King said, gave
You're in the hands of Satan.
What do you worship,
Tell me at least?

Soul:
Sometimes looking for, I will not deny,
I complex simple.
You were not baptized me.
Go your way.

Squire:
Terrible renunciation,
But even more terrible death.
Whatever the value
We have not given her.

Soul:
Previous youth boundless
I am weak, and I confess that.
But I remained the same.
Go your way.

Squire:
Godlessness fully
We put in reproach.
What you served faith
Tell me, my liege!

Soul:
Interrogations and trapping
I recaptured flair.
I went through doubt.
Go your way.

Squire:
I do not have enough knowledge
About death and destiny.
But maybe Repentance
Would save the life of you?

Soul:
You do not know how hard it is
Humble your proud temper.
But in the morning dawns windows,
And maybe you're right.