Stand alone among the throngs, I blaspheme silently Nobody knows my private crime Walk with me
Outside the city of Antioch Crusaders patiently laying siege Until the day came for Raynald Porchet The knight was captured and paraded on the walls
“I will not plead or beg” Upon the walls, there on his knees He’s on his way back home No ransom, don’t you pay for my life or lift the siege You must persist
Please fight hard, I’ve seen that behind the walls they are weakened Keep your resolve
On his knees before the general, who offered anything if he’d apostatize The clever Raynald asked for some time to think about the proposition that he faced
For days on end, so piously he prayed unto his God “I won’t apostatize”
He used the time to pray and ask for the strength to be prepared for what God willed It wasn’t long before an interpreter found him out and saw he wouldn’t capitulate
Just like the Jews who could not sing their song of God on foreign soil These blasphemies kept in my mind could turn into a cross to bear
On the walls, Raynald was paraded before us Helplessly, I watched him kneel One last time, a smile he offered to me before he died The headless saint of AntiochTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
