Текст и перевод песни Christopher Tin feat. Pene Pati, Royal Opera Chorus, The Assembly, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, Anna Lapwood, William Spaulding & Dominic Ellis-Peckham - Daedalus and Icarus

Daedalus and Icarus

Terras licet
Et undas obstruat
Et caelum certe patet
Et caelum certe patet
Ibimus illac
Omnia possideat
Non
Possidet aera Minos
Icare, me duce carpe viam!

Caelum certe patet
Caelum certe patet
Non possidet aera Minos
Caelum certe patet
Caelum certe patet
Icare, me duce carpe viam!

Dixit et ignotas animum dimittit
In artes naturamque novat
Nam ponit in ordine
Pennas a minima coeptas
Longam breviore sequenti
Ut clivo crevisse putes

Sic rustica quondam fistula
Disparibus paulatim surgit avenis
Tum lino medias et ceris alligat imas
Atque ita conpositas parvo
Curvamine flectit
Ut veras imitetur aves
Instruit et natum

Medio que ut limite curras
Icare, Icare
Ait
Moneo, ne
Si demissior ibis
Unda gravet pennas
Si celsior, ignis
Adurat inter utrumque vola
Me duce carpe viam!

Dedit oscula nato
Non iterum repetenda
Suo pennisque levatus
Ante volat comitique timet

Et iam Iunonia læva parte Samos
Dextra Lebinthos erat fecundaque melle Calymne
Cum puer audaci
Coepit gaudere volatu
Deseruitque
Ducem cælique cupidine tractus
Altius egit iter
Rapidi vicinia solis
Mollit odoratas
Pennarum vincula, ceras
Tabuerant ceræ
Nudos quatit ille lacertos
Remigioque carens
Non ullas percipit auras
Oraque cærulea patrium
Clamantia nomen
Excipiuntur aqua

Icare
Icare
Ubi es?
Ubi es, Icare?

Daedalus and Icarus

Though the land
And the waves he may obstruct
The sky is certainly open
The sky is certainly open
We will go there
Let him possess all things
He
Does not possess the air, Minos
Icarus, guided by me, take the path!

The sky is certainly open
The sky is certainly open
He does not possess the air, Minos
The sky is certainly open
The sky is certainly open
Icarus, guided by me, take the path!

He spoke and sent his mind
Into unknown arts and a new nature
For he sets in order
Feathers, beginning with the smallest
Following the shorter with the longer
So that you would think they had grown from a slope

So a rustic pipe once
Rises gradually from uneven reeds
Then he binds the middle ones with linen and the lowest ones with wax
And thus arranged
He bends them with a small
Curve, so that they imitate real birds
He instructs his son

And that you run along the middle boundary
Icarus, Icarus
He
Says
I warn you, if
You go lower, the wave will weigh down your wings
If higher, the fire
Will burn your soles between the two
Guided by me, take the path!

He gave his son kisses
Never to be repeated
Lifted by his wings
He flies ahead and fears for his companion

And now Samos was on the left side of Juno
Lebinthos was on the right and Calymne, fertile with honey
When the boy, with boldness
Began to rejoice in his flight
He abandoned
His guide, and drawn by the desire of heaven
He took a higher path
The nearness of the swift sun
Softens the fragrant
Bonds of the wings, the wax
The wax melted
He shakes his bare arms
And lacking an oar
He catches no air
And his blue face
Calling out his father's name
Is met by the water

Icarus
Icarus
Where are you?
Where are you, Icarus?