LULLABY

Um poema de William Blake:

O for a voice like thunder, and a tongue

To drown the throat of war! - When the senses

Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness

Who can stand. When the souls of the oppressed

Fight in the troulbled air that rages, who can stand.

When the whirlwind of fury comes from the

Throne of God, when the frowns of his countenance

Drive the nations together, who can stand.

When sin claps his broad wings over the battle,

And sails rejoicing in the flood of Death;

When souls are torn to everlasting fire,

And friends of Hell rejoice upon the slain,

O who can stand. O who can cause this.

Who can answer at the Throne of God

The Kings and Nobles of the Land have done it!

Hear it or not, Heaven, thy Ministers have done it!

Retirado do CD ELEMENTAL de Loreena McKennitt. Mercece ser ouvido também.