| Song | Act IV: The Age of Oneness out of Diversity |
| Artist | Christopher Lee |
| Album | Charlemagne: By the Sword and the Cross |
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| 作词 : Marie-Claire Calvet | |
| 作曲 : Marco Sabiu | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| When I pass from this world to the next | |
| When I am laid and my soul is put to rest | |
| My legacy will be there for all to see | |
| For how long after I am gone will my deeds outlive me. | |
| The Apostle says we must all appear before our Christ | |
| To judge my place in the world, the way I framed my life | |
| ‘Tis a fearful thing to fall into God’s hands | |
| Only he who repents shall pass into the heavenly lands. | |
| When all the deeds of my life are played before my eyes | |
| Will what I see come as a great surprise? | |
| Life is short the hour of death uncertain | |
| I must confess my sins before they draw the final curtain. | |
| Will I be remembered for my victories small and great | |
| The glory of the Christian name I sought to disseminate? | |
| Let legend mark me as the King | |
| Of whom future generations will sing. | |
| Cast me not in my old age | |
| When my will and strength doth fail | |
| Forsake me not ‘til I show forth Thy arm | |
| To all the ages that are yet to come. | |
| Choir: | |
| All in time shall be revealed | |
| When all is done my fate is sealed | |
| In manus Tuas, Domine, | |
| Et anima mea quam redemisti. | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne | |
| Glow more brightly long after my reign? | |
| When all the battles have been lost and won. | |
| Choir: | |
| Will this warrior King in memory still live on? | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| It was with the sword I overcame my assailants | |
| Those heathen hordes for whom menaces, gifts and presents | |
| Seemed to speak louder than arguments and reason | |
| I did what I had to, to spread the true religion. | |
| Was the terror of extreme punishment as a means | |
| To enforce observance of the doctrines of peace | |
| There were of course moments | |
| I desired to surrender | |
| My crown, robes, royal hoard and my holy sceptre. | |
| Sometimes I wondered why | |
| I could not retire from this world | |
| To the peace of a monastic cell | |
| Or a pilgrim to the road. | |
| Let legend mark me as the King | |
| Of whom future generations will sing. | |
| Cast me not in my old age | |
| When my will and strength doth fail. | |
| Forsake me not ‘til I show forth Thy arm | |
| To all the ages that are yet to come. | |
| Choir: | |
| All in time shall be revealed | |
| When all is done my fate is sealed | |
| In manus Tuas, Domine, | |
| Et anima mea quam redemisti. | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne | |
| Glow more brightly long after my reign? | |
| When all the battles have been lost and won. | |
| Choir: | |
| Will this warrior King in memory still live on? |
| zuo ci : MarieClaire Calvet | |
| zuo qu : Marco Sabiu | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| When I pass from this world to the next | |
| When I am laid and my soul is put to rest | |
| My legacy will be there for all to see | |
| For how long after I am gone will my deeds outlive me. | |
| The Apostle says we must all appear before our Christ | |
| To judge my place in the world, the way I framed my life | |
| ' Tis a fearful thing to fall into God' s hands | |
| Only he who repents shall pass into the heavenly lands. | |
| When all the deeds of my life are played before my eyes | |
| Will what I see come as a great surprise? | |
| Life is short the hour of death uncertain | |
| I must confess my sins before they draw the final curtain. | |
| Will I be remembered for my victories small and great | |
| The glory of the Christian name I sought to disseminate? | |
| Let legend mark me as the King | |
| Of whom future generations will sing. | |
| Cast me not in my old age | |
| When my will and strength doth fail | |
| Forsake me not ' til I show forth Thy arm | |
| To all the ages that are yet to come. | |
| Choir: | |
| All in time shall be revealed | |
| When all is done my fate is sealed | |
| In manus Tuas, Domine, | |
| Et anima mea quam redemisti. | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne | |
| Glow more brightly long after my reign? | |
| When all the battles have been lost and won. | |
| Choir: | |
| Will this warrior King in memory still live on? | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| It was with the sword I overcame my assailants | |
| Those heathen hordes for whom menaces, gifts and presents | |
| Seemed to speak louder than arguments and reason | |
| I did what I had to, to spread the true religion. | |
| Was the terror of extreme punishment as a means | |
| To enforce observance of the doctrines of peace | |
| There were of course moments | |
| I desired to surrender | |
| My crown, robes, royal hoard and my holy sceptre. | |
| Sometimes I wondered why | |
| I could not retire from this world | |
| To the peace of a monastic cell | |
| Or a pilgrim to the road. | |
| Let legend mark me as the King | |
| Of whom future generations will sing. | |
| Cast me not in my old age | |
| When my will and strength doth fail. | |
| Forsake me not ' til I show forth Thy arm | |
| To all the ages that are yet to come. | |
| Choir: | |
| All in time shall be revealed | |
| When all is done my fate is sealed | |
| In manus Tuas, Domine, | |
| Et anima mea quam redemisti. | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne | |
| Glow more brightly long after my reign? | |
| When all the battles have been lost and won. | |
| Choir: | |
| Will this warrior King in memory still live on? |
| zuò cí : MarieClaire Calvet | |
| zuò qǔ : Marco Sabiu | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| When I pass from this world to the next | |
| When I am laid and my soul is put to rest | |
| My legacy will be there for all to see | |
| For how long after I am gone will my deeds outlive me. | |
| The Apostle says we must all appear before our Christ | |
| To judge my place in the world, the way I framed my life | |
| ' Tis a fearful thing to fall into God' s hands | |
| Only he who repents shall pass into the heavenly lands. | |
| When all the deeds of my life are played before my eyes | |
| Will what I see come as a great surprise? | |
| Life is short the hour of death uncertain | |
| I must confess my sins before they draw the final curtain. | |
| Will I be remembered for my victories small and great | |
| The glory of the Christian name I sought to disseminate? | |
| Let legend mark me as the King | |
| Of whom future generations will sing. | |
| Cast me not in my old age | |
| When my will and strength doth fail | |
| Forsake me not ' til I show forth Thy arm | |
| To all the ages that are yet to come. | |
| Choir: | |
| All in time shall be revealed | |
| When all is done my fate is sealed | |
| In manus Tuas, Domine, | |
| Et anima mea quam redemisti. | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne | |
| Glow more brightly long after my reign? | |
| When all the battles have been lost and won. | |
| Choir: | |
| Will this warrior King in memory still live on? | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| It was with the sword I overcame my assailants | |
| Those heathen hordes for whom menaces, gifts and presents | |
| Seemed to speak louder than arguments and reason | |
| I did what I had to, to spread the true religion. | |
| Was the terror of extreme punishment as a means | |
| To enforce observance of the doctrines of peace | |
| There were of course moments | |
| I desired to surrender | |
| My crown, robes, royal hoard and my holy sceptre. | |
| Sometimes I wondered why | |
| I could not retire from this world | |
| To the peace of a monastic cell | |
| Or a pilgrim to the road. | |
| Let legend mark me as the King | |
| Of whom future generations will sing. | |
| Cast me not in my old age | |
| When my will and strength doth fail. | |
| Forsake me not ' til I show forth Thy arm | |
| To all the ages that are yet to come. | |
| Choir: | |
| All in time shall be revealed | |
| When all is done my fate is sealed | |
| In manus Tuas, Domine, | |
| Et anima mea quam redemisti. | |
| Charlemagne: | |
| And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne | |
| Glow more brightly long after my reign? | |
| When all the battles have been lost and won. | |
| Choir: | |
| Will this warrior King in memory still live on? |