Текст песни Джордж Гордон Байрон - Прометей

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Titanium! To our earthly lot,
To our mournful vale,
On human pain
You looked without contempt;
But what was the reward?
Suffering
Yes kite that without end
Torture liver proud,
Rock, chains sad sound,
Smoldering burden of torment
Yes, the groan that was buried in the heart
You depressed, subsided,
To your sorrows
He could not tell the gods.
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Titanium! Did you know what fight meant
Courage with flour ... you are strong
You are not afraid of torture
But bound by a violent fate.
Omnipotent rock - deaf tyrant
Universal malice obuyan,
Creating for the joy of heaven
That which can destroy itself,
You are cut off from death,
Immortality for nothing endowed.
You accepted the bitter gift as an honor,
And the Thunderer from you
I could only achieve threats;
So the proud god was punished!
Loving your sufferings
You did not want him to read
His fate - but the sentence
Opened your proud eyes to him.
And he understood your silence,
And the arrows of lightning trembled ...
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You are kind - in that is your heavenly sin
Il crime: you wanted
Unhappiness put a limit
So that reason made everyone happy!
Destroy the Rock of your dreams,
But the fact that you did not humble yourself, -
An example for all human hearts;
In what your freedom was,
Hidden greatness pattern
For the human race!
You are a symbol of power, demigod,
You made the way for mortals, -
Human life is light current
Running, sweeping the way,
Partly can a person
His hours to anticipate the run:
Purposeless existence,
Resistance, stagnation ...
But the soul will not change,
Immortal hardness breathing,
And the feeling that he can suddenly
In the depths of the most bitter torments
To gain a reward,
To triumph and despise,
And Death in Victory to convert.