Текст и перевод песни Karl Jenkins - Requiem - Dies Irae

Requiem - Dies Irae

Dies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sibylla.
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando Judex est venturus,
Cuncta stricte discussurus!
Dies irae, dies illa
Tuba mirum spargens sonum,
Per sepulchra regionum,
Coget omnes ante thronum.

Mors stupebit et natura
Cum resurget creatura,
Ludicanti responsura.
Liber scriptus proferetur
In quo totum continetur,
Unde mundus judicetur.
Dies irae, dies illa
Judex ergo cum sedebit
Quidquid latet apparebit.
Nil inultum remanebit.
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
Quem patronum rogaturus,
Cum vix justus sit securus?

Dies irae, dies illa

Tuba mirum spargens sonum,
Per sepulchra regionum,
Coget omnes ante thronum.

Requiem - Dies Irae

Day of wrath, that day of burning,
Heaven and Earth to ashes turning,
As with Sibyl’s voices blending.
Oh what fear shall fill the sinner,
When the Judge his doom shall enter,
And the world in flames be ending!
Day of wrath, that day of burning,
Through the tombs the trumpet sounding,
Through the earth’s deep regions bounding,
All before the throne astounding.

Death shall be astonished, trembling
When the creature he is humbling
Shall arise and answer claiming.
See the volume open throwing,
With what terror and what moaning,
Where the deeds of man are showing.
Day of wrath, that day of burning,
On that Throne the Judge is sitting,
From his lips the words are flitting,
Uttermost he is remitting.
What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding,
When the just are mercy needing?

Day of wrath, that day of burning,

Through the tombs the trumpet sounding,
Through the earth’s deep regions bounding,
All before the throne astounding.