La Chanson De Roland
Wotan Lyrics


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Silence everywhere
The time before the end
Now I am alone
The blow of my horn
Will not break the calm

The cry of the steel,
The sad wail of farewell
The black stone sparks tears
Of anguish in the air
I struck ten times
But the blade I could not break

Oh my sweet Durendal
Born in the deep of the sky
Clear and white against the sun
Please forgive me
I cannot leave you
In unworthy hands

A merciless ocean of hate
Ready to overwhelm us
Only a good death
Remains for us,
Remains for us

If no strength can't destroy you
Invincible sword
Then I will lay on you
And finally hide you from enemy eyes

I strike and strike again
My dance of death in battle
I strike and strike again
Sing for me when I'll be dust
I strike and strike again
My dance of death in battle
I strike and strike again
This sword I cannot break

Darkness begins to fall
And a veil of blood
Obscures my sight
A last blow in my horn
The delivering of my soul

A gloomy moan
Across the mountains
The sound of a glorious end

Wings of archangel
Merciful refuge




There I'll find the rest I need
And in the songs of echo will remain

Overall Meaning

Wotan's song La Chanson De Roland tells the tale of a warrior who knows his end is near as he faces a merciless enemy with a sword he cannot break. The opening lyrics speak of the deafening silence that announces the end of everything, and the warrior's feeling of loneliness as he prepares to face the enemy. He blows his horn, but it doesn't shatter the eerie calm. The lyrics go on to describe the sounds of battle - the ringing of swords and the cries of the dying. The warrior knows that his loyal sword, Durendal, is too precious to be left in enemy hands, as he begs it for forgiveness for leaving it behind. He also knows that only a good death awaits his fate, and he has accepted this destiny. He strikes and strikes again in battle, but in the end, his soul leaves his body with a blow of his horn. The lyrics speak of a haunting sound echoing across the mountains at this moment - a sound of both grief and glory.


Line by Line Meaning

Silence everywhere
The world is hushed in anticipation of the end


The time before the end
The moment before the final battle


Now I am alone
I am isolated, preparing to face my fate


The blow of my horn
The signal of my final act


Will not break the calm
There is an eerie stillness, as if the world is holding its breath


The cry of the steel,
The sound of swords clashing


The sad wail of farewell
The mournful cries of warriors dying


The black stone sparks tears
The sight of the battlefield brings tears of sorrow


Of anguish in the air
The pain and despair are palpable


I struck ten times
I fought valiantly


But the blade I could not break
But I could not overcome my opponent


Oh my sweet Durendal
My beloved sword


Born in the deep of the sky
Forged by heavenly hands


Clear and white against the sun
A symbol of purity and strength


Please forgive me
I am sorry for what I must do


I cannot leave you
I cannot let you fall into enemy hands


In unworthy hands
In the hands of those who do not appreciate your worth


A merciless ocean of hate
The overwhelming force of the enemy


Ready to overwhelm us
Prepared to crush us


Only a good death
The only honorable outcome


Remains for us,
Is left for us to achieve


If no strength can't destroy you
If the strongest foes cannot defeat you


Invincible sword
A weapon of unbeatable power


Then I will lay on you
I will entrust you with my final moments


And finally hide you from enemy eyes
And keep you safe from the enemy


I strike and strike again
I fight fiercely


My dance of death in battle
My final battle


Sing for me when I'll be dust
Remember me after I am gone


This sword I cannot break
My sword is unbreakable, but I am not


Darkness begins to fall
The end is near


And a veil of blood
The battlefield is soaked with blood


Obscures my sight
I can hardly see through the carnage


A last blow in my horn
My final act in this life


The delivering of my soul
My soul is released from my body


A gloomy moan
A mournful sound


Across the mountains
Echoing through the land


The sound of a glorious end
The end of a life lived honorably


Wings of archangel
A symbol of divine protection


Merciful refuge
A safe haven from the chaos of battle


There I'll find the rest I need
I will finally find peace


And in the songs of echo will remain
My legacy will live on in the songs of my people




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