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Joan of Arc

Now the flames they followed joan of arc
As she came riding through the dark;
No moon to keep her armour bright,
No man to get her through this very smoky night.
She said, "i'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
A wedding dress or something white
To wear upon my swollen appetite."
 
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
You know I've watched you riding every day
And something in me yearns to win
Such a cold and lonesome heroine.
"and who are you? " she sternly spoke
To the one beneath the smoke.
"why, I'm fire," he replied,
"and I love your solitude, I love your pride."
 
"then fire, make your body cold,
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
Saying this she climbed inside
To be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of joan of arc,
And high above the wedding guests
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress.
 
It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of joan of arc,
And then she clearly understood
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
 
Traduzione

Juana de Arco

Las llamas siguen a Juana de Arco
que va-en la noche cabalgando,
sin luna que brille-en su armadura,
sin hombre que la-alcance-a través de la bruma.
"Estoy cansada de pelear,
como-antes quiero trabajar,
un vestido de novia o algo de blanco
para-usar sobre mi apetito tragado".
 
"Me gusta-oírte-hablar así,
yo te-observaba cabalgar sin fin
y algo-en mí alcanzar ansía
a tan fría y solitaria heroína".
"¿Y tú quién eres?" - preguntó-en tono duro
a-aquel que-estaba debajo del humo -,
"yo soy fuego" - respondió sin más -
"y-amo tu orgullo, amo tu soledad".
 
"Entonces, fuego, has tu cuerpo frío,
que voy a darte a-abrazar el mío"
y diciendo esto trepó-en la gloria
para ser su única, su única novia.
Y profundo-en su corazón quemando,
él tomó-el polvo de Juana de Arco
y sobre los que fueron a la boda
colgó las cenizas de su vestido de novia.
 
Y profundo-en su corazón quemando,
él tomó-el polvo de Juana de Arco
y ella-entendió que si él era fuego,
oh, entonces ella debería ser leño.
La vi temblar, la vi gritar,
vi la gloria-en su mirar,
yo mismo ansío-amar y-arder,
¿pero tiene que ser tan brillante y tan cruel?
 
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