Текст и перевод песни Odetta - Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine
eyes
have
seen
the
glory
of
the
coming
of
the
Lord
Mes
yeux
ont
vu
la
gloire
de
la
venue
du
Seigneur
He
is
trapling
out
the
vintage
where
the
grapes
of
wrath
are
stored
Il
piétine
le
raisin
où
sont
stockés
les
raisins
de
la
colère
He
have
loosed
the
faiteful
lightening
of
his
terrible
swift
sword
Il
a
lâché
l'éclair
fatal
de
sa
terrible
épée
rapide
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
I
have
seen
him
in
the
watch-fires
of
a
hundred
circling
camps
Je
l'ai
vu
dans
les
feux
de
camp
de
cent
camps
circulaires
They
have
builded
him
an
altar
in
the
evening
dews
and
damps
Ils
lui
ont
construit
un
autel
dans
les
rosées
et
les
vapeurs
du
soir
I
have
read
his
righteous
sentence
by
the
dim
and
flaring
lamps
J'ai
lu
sa
sentence
juste
aux
lampes
sombres
et
flamboyantes
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
I
have
read
a
fiery
gospel
writ
in
burnish'd
rows
of
steel
J'ai
lu
un
évangile
ardent
écrit
en
rangées
d'acier
poli
As
ye
deal
with
my
condemners
so
with
you
my
grace
shall
deal
Comme
tu
traites
mes
condamneurs,
ainsi
ma
grâce
te
traitera
Let
the
hero,
born
of
woman,
crush
the
serpent
with
his
heel
Que
le
héros,
né
de
femme,
écrase
le
serpent
avec
son
talon
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
He
has
sounded
form
the
trumpet
that
shall
never
call
retreat
Il
a
sonné
de
la
trompette
qui
ne
sonnera
jamais
la
retraite
He
is
sifting
out
the
hearts
of
men
before
His
judgment-seat
Il
trie
les
cœurs
des
hommes
devant
son
tribunal
Oh,
be
swift,
my
soul
to
answer,
oh
be
jubilant,
my
feet
Oh,
sois
prompte,
mon
âme
à
répondre,
oh,
sois
joyeuse,
mes
pieds
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
In
the
beauty
of
the
lilies
Christ
was
born
across
the
sea
Dans
la
beauté
des
lys,
le
Christ
est
né
de
l'autre
côté
de
la
mer
With
a
glory
in
his
bosom
that
transfigures
you
and
me
Avec
une
gloire
dans
son
sein
qui
te
transfigure
et
moi
As
he
died
to
make
men
holy
let
us
die
to
make
men
free
Comme
il
est
mort
pour
rendre
les
hommes
saints,
mourons
pour
rendre
les
hommes
libres
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
Glory,
Glory
halleluhja
Gloire,
gloire
alléluia
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
Mine
eyes
have
seen
the
glory
of
the
coming
of
the
lord
Mes
yeux
ont
vu
la
gloire
de
la
venue
du
Seigneur
He
is
trapling
out
the
vintage
where
the
grapes
of
wrath
are
stored
Il
piétine
le
raisin
où
sont
stockés
les
raisins
de
la
colère
He
have
loosed
the
faiteful
lightening
of
his
terrible
swift
sword
Il
a
lâché
l'éclair
fatal
de
sa
terrible
épée
rapide
His
truth
is
marching
on
Sa
vérité
avance
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