10. Est Carmen... | Lyrics

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Coronatus - Est Carmen...


 Who has ever thought up a song?

A song is not thinkable:

It is as if a warm ray

breaks through clouds.


A song, that is a cry of pain,   

A song is a prayer

An echo of supreme bliss,

A kiss, blown into space.


A song is a heavenly smile, that

Floats around a child’s lips,

Who has ever thought up a song?

A song has to be experienced!


As if after the dark night it would be

All of a sudden the bright day,

As if a sudden fatal illness

Cured at one fell swoop.


It is a song a cry for help

The holy blood that emanates in the night

Of a fighter in Gethsemane

Who watches alone.