Let Legend Mark Me As the King Lyrics

Song	Let Legend Mark Me As the King
Artist	Christopher Lee
Album	Charlemagne: The Omens Of Death
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	作词 : Marie-Claire Calvet
	作曲 : Marco Sabiu
	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.

	All in time shall be revealed
	When all is done my fate is sealed
	In manus Tuas, Domine,
	Et anima mea quam redemisti.

	And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne
	Glow more brightly long after my reign?
	When all the battles have been lost and won.

	Will this warrior King in memory still live on?

	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.

	zuo ci : MarieClaire Calvet
	zuo qu : Marco Sabiu
	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.

	All in time shall be revealed
	When all is done my fate is sealed
	In manus Tuas, Domine,
	Et anima mea quam redemisti.

	And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne
	Glow more brightly long after my reign?
	When all the battles have been lost and won.

	Will this warrior King in memory still live on?

	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.

	zuò cí : MarieClaire Calvet
	zuò qǔ : Marco Sabiu
	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.

	All in time shall be revealed
	When all is done my fate is sealed
	In manus Tuas, Domine,
	Et anima mea quam redemisti.

	And will the Golden Age of Charlemagne
	Glow more brightly long after my reign?
	When all the battles have been lost and won.

	Will this warrior King in memory still live on?

	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.

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