Текст и перевод песни Boston Symphony Orchestra, New England Conservatory Chorus, Children's Chorus of the New England Conservatory, Seiji Ozawa & Stanley Kolk - Carmina Burana: Olim Lacus Colueram

Carmina Burana: Olim Lacus Colueram

Olim lacus colueram,
Olim pulcher exstiteram,
Dum cygnus ego fueram.
Miser, miser!
Modo niger
Et ustus fortiter!

Girat, regirat garcifer;
Me rogus urit fortiter;
Propinat me nunc dapifer.
Miser, miser!
Modo niger
Et ustus fortiter!

Nunc in scutella iaceo,
Et volitare nequeo;
Dentes frendentes video.
Miser, miser!
Modo niger
Et ustus fortiter!

Carmina Burana: Olim Lacus Colueram

Once I lived in the lakes,
Once I was fair,
When I was a swan.
Wretch, wretch,
Now I am black
And roasted to a turn!

The scullion turns, governs,
The fire burns me hard,
The steward serves me up now.
Wretch, wretch,
Now I am black
And roasted to a turn!

Now I lie on a dish,
And I cannot fly;
I see the gnashing teeth.
Wretch, wretch,
Now I am black
And roasted to a turn!