Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this The fourth, the fifth The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain I don't even know the name But if I did, well really, what's it to you? There's a blaze of light In every word It doesn't matter which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you And even though It all went wrong I'll stand before the Lord of Song With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
[Verse 1:] [1 куплет:] I've heard there was a secret chord Я слышал, тайный есть аккорд, That David played and it pleased the Lord. Давид играл, дивился Бог, But you don't really care for music, do you? Как музыку не любишь ты такую? It goes like this... the fourth, the fifth Сыграю я: четыре, пять The minor fall, the major lift Минор падёт, но вверх опять, The baffled King composing Hallelujah. Поверженный король пел: "Аллилуйя"!
[Verse 2:] [2 куплет:] Your faith was strong but you needed proof. Пусть вера без того сильна, You saw her bathing on the roof. Тебе ответила она, Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you. В сиянии её вся ночь ликует. She tied you to a kitchen chair, На кухне с нею ты присел, She broke your throne, she cut your hair Твой трон разбит, ты облысел, And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah. И с губ твоих сорвалось "Аллилуйя!"
[Verse 3:] [3 куплет:] Maybe I have been here before. Может, здесь я и бывал, I know this room, I've walked this floor. По этой комнате шагал, I used to live alone before I knew you. Но без тебя не знал судьбу другую. I've seen your flag on the marble arch, Твоим победам нет числа, Love is not a victory march, Но не любовь тебя спасла, It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah. Она разбита в звуках "Аллилуйя"!