Paroles et traduction Ulf Lundell - Altaret I Maria

Altaret I Maria

Genom mrkret trder en drottning
Krona med ljus uti
Hr du sngen s ljus och klar som
En himlarnas symfoni
Vita srkar och glitter i hr
Rda sidenband
I varma luften i entrn
Till Konsum sitter hon p en stol
Plockar med saker hon har i knt
Trasiga jeans under en flckig kjol
Ser p dom som gr frbi
Hller ut en hand
Ingen som ser henne kan tro att hon en gng var en strlande Lucia
Porten gled upp och hon skred gngen fram mot Altaret i Maria
I tunnelbanan str profeten
Talar om krlek och frid p jorden
Spruckna skor och svullna hnder
Av vrldens smuts har han blivit smord
Ingen hr vad han sger ingen lyssnar
Han bor i ett annat land
Vem kan tro att han gick en gng med ljus och stjrne spira
En liten pojke i ett sjungande led fram mot altaret i Maria
Mt mej ikvll p bron ver dessa decembersvarta vatten
S ska jag bertta fr dej vad jag sg i en drm i en drm hromnatten
Dr gick dom tv i natt-tom kyrka sakta fram mellan bnkars rad
Bjde kn p golv av sten infr nglars rad
Jag sg ett ljus komma strmmande ner s klart, s varmt och stort
Dom lyftes upp och svvade in genom Himmelrikets port vid Altaret i Maria

The Altar in Mary's

Through the darkness walks a queen
Crown with light within
Do you hear the song, so bright and like
A symphony of the heavens
White robes and glitter in her hair
Red satin ribbon
In the warm air of the hallway
At the Consumer store she sits on a chair
Fiddling with things she has in her lap
Torn jeans under a stained skirt
Looking at those who pass by
Holding out a hand
No one who sees her can believe that she was once a radiant Lucia
The gate slid open and she walked down the aisle towards the Altar in Mary's
In the subway stands the prophet
Speaking of love and peace on Earth
Cracked shoes and swollen hands
By the world's dirt he has been anointed
No one hears what he says, no one listens
He lives in another country
Who can believe that he once walked with light and a star spire
A little boy in a singing line towards the altar in Mary's
Meet me tonight on the bridge over these December-black waters
So I shall tell you what I saw in a dream in a dream last night
There they walked in the night-empty church slowly between rows of benches
Kneeling on the stone floor before a row of angels
I saw a light streaming down so clear, so warm and large
They were lifted up and floated in through the gate of the Kingdom of Heaven at the Altar in Mary's