Rubén Darío - Song of Blood lyrics
[Rubén Darío - Song of Blood lyrics]
Blood flowing from Abel trumpet
Calls in battle
Struggles between brothers commotion
And horror
Flags floating in the air machine guns wound
Rattle and, dressed in purple robes
Every great emperor
Blood that's flowing from Christ
The organ's rich fullness
The celestial vineyard yields
The celestial mead and at the hollowed brim
Of the golden chalice
The souls are all sipping in
The wine that's now sacred
Blood flowing from martyrs strings
Of the psaltery great bonfires and lions
The palms of victory
The bright crimson heralds that
Come from mystery usher in the great dawns
With endless pageantry
Blood that the hunter spills the
Horn he knows so well
Scarlet-colored furies on the red
Roads of fate forge on ringing anvils in
The darkness of Hell
The deadliest weapons that murderers create
Oh, blood of the virgins! There's
The sound of the lyre
The spell of butterflies
Enchantment of the bee
The star of Venus shines
And watches with it's fire
Purple hues, of triumph
The stains of royalty
The blood that's spilled by the Law
Muffled rolling of the drum
Death waters the blooming oleanders it saw
The red comet announces ruin that will come
Blood of the suicides choral
Prayers for the dead
Macabre sorts of fanfare
Hand organ in the street
In places where the sick and
The insane are led
We celebrate the shining pool
Of Saturn's feet
Calls in battle
Struggles between brothers commotion
And horror
Flags floating in the air machine guns wound
Rattle and, dressed in purple robes
Every great emperor
Blood that's flowing from Christ
The organ's rich fullness
The celestial vineyard yields
The celestial mead and at the hollowed brim
Of the golden chalice
The souls are all sipping in
The wine that's now sacred
Blood flowing from martyrs strings
Of the psaltery great bonfires and lions
The palms of victory
The bright crimson heralds that
Come from mystery usher in the great dawns
With endless pageantry
Blood that the hunter spills the
Horn he knows so well
Scarlet-colored furies on the red
Roads of fate forge on ringing anvils in
The darkness of Hell
The deadliest weapons that murderers create
Oh, blood of the virgins! There's
The sound of the lyre
The spell of butterflies
Enchantment of the bee
The star of Venus shines
And watches with it's fire
Purple hues, of triumph
The stains of royalty
The blood that's spilled by the Law
Muffled rolling of the drum
Death waters the blooming oleanders it saw
The red comet announces ruin that will come
Blood of the suicides choral
Prayers for the dead
Macabre sorts of fanfare
Hand organ in the street
In places where the sick and
The insane are led
We celebrate the shining pool
Of Saturn's feet