Rush — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson 2112: Overture / The Temples Of Syrinx / Discovery
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'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one,
merging
into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons,
just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good
life here,
just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple
Paper in the evening.
'My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes
of the Outer
Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded
together under
the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new
moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy.
Then I found
something that changed it all…'
And the meek shall inherit the earth…
…'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every
Federation city. I have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life
is regulated
and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all
looked after by the benevolent wisdom of the priests…'
We’ve taken care of everything
The words you hear, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It’s one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
Look around at this world we’ve made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh, what a nice, contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
'…Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the
cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up,
holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful…'
'…I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make
them sound
differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first
harmonious sounds
and soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples!
I can’t wait
to tell the priests about it…'
What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It’s got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?
See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain
I can’t wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night
'…In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim,
expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice
echoed
throughout the silent Temple Hall…'
'…Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet
rejection!
Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father
Brown ground
my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet…'
I know it’s most unusual
To come before you so But I’ve found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do There’s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Yes, we know, it’s nothing new
It’s just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the plan
I can’t believe you’re saying
These things just can’t be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do Listen to my music
And hear what it can do There’s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Don’t annoy us further!
We have our work to do Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the Plan!
'…I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me.
Clearly yet I see
the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase…'
'…I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure
spirit of man
revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder
and
understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been
crushed
by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the
loss of all these things…'
I wandered home though the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can’t you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes
They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down…
Home to change!
'…I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total
despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now.
I can no longer live
under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go.
My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.'
The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams…
Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen!
I don’t think I can carry on Carry on this cold and empty life
My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood…
…Spills over…
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
Traduction des paroles
"Je reste éveillé, regardant la morosité de Megadon. La ville et le ciel devenu l'un,
fusionner
dans un seul plan, une vaste mer de gris ininterrompu. Le Twin Moons,
juste deux orbes pâles comme ils tracent leur chemin à travers le ciel steely. J'avais l'habitude de penser que j'avais un assez bon
la vie ici,
il suffit de brancher ma machine pour la journée, puis regarder Templevision ou lire un Temple
Papier dans la soirée.
"Mon ami Jon a toujours dit qu'il était plus agréable ici que sous les dômes atmosphériques
de l'Extérieur
Planète. Nous avons la paix depuis 2062, lorsque les planètes survivantes ont été baguées
ensemble sous
l'Étoile Rouge de l'Solaire de la Fédération. Les moins chanceux nous ont donné quelques nouveaux
lunes.
J'ai cru qu'on m'a dit. Je pensais que c'était une bonne vie, je pensais que j'étais heureux.
Ensuite, j'ai trouvé
quelque chose qui a changé tout cela...'
Et les doux hériteront de la terre…
..."Les murs gris massifs des Temples s'élèvent du cœur de chaque
Fédération de la ville. J'ai toujours été impressionné par eux, de penser que chaque facette de chaque vie
est réglementée
et dirigé de l'intérieur! Nos livres, notre musique, notre travail et le jeu sont tous
soigné par la sagesse bienveillante des prêtres...'
Nous avons pris soin de tout
Les mots que vous entendez, les chansons que vous chantez
Les images qui donnent du plaisir à vos yeux
C'est un pour tous et tous pour un
Nous travaillons ensemble, fils communs
Jamais besoin de se demander comment ou pourquoi
Nous sommes les prêtres des Temples de Syrinx
Nos grands ordinateurs remplissent les salles sacrées
Nous sommes les Prêtres des Temples de Syrinx
Tous les dons de la vie sont détenus dans nos murs
Regardez autour de vous ce monde que nous avons fait
Égalité notre stock dans le commerce
Venez rejoindre la Fraternité des hommes
Oh, quel beau monde content
Que les bannières soient déployées
Tenez l'étoile rouge fièrement en main
Nous sommes les prêtres des Temples de Syrinx
Nos grands ordinateurs remplissent les salles sacrées
Nous sommes les Prêtres des Temples de Syrinx
Tous les dons de la vie sont détenus dans nos murs