// by Anastasival
Данная песня скорее всего посвящена королю Людовику XVI, которого казнили во время великой французской революции 1789 года.
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise
when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”
One minute I held the key
Next, the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason, I can not explain
Once you know there was never,
never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason, I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
Viva la Vida – жить жизнью
I used to rule the world – я раньше правил миром
Seas would rise – моря бывало поднимались (выходило из берегов)
gave the word – давать приказ (слово)
sleep alone – сплю один
Sweep the streets – подметаю улицы
I used to own – я раньше владел
I used to roll the dice – я раньше бросал кости
Feel the fear – чувствовать страх
in my enemies’ eyes – в глазах моих врагов
the crowd would sing – толпа (бывало) пела
Now, the old king is dead – теперь старый король мертв
Long live the king! – Да здравствует король!
held the key – держал ключ
the walls were closed on me – стены были закрыты для меня
castles stand upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand – замки стоят на соляных и песчаных столбах
bells are ringing – колокола звонят
choirs are singing – хоры поют
Be my mirror – будь моим зеркалом
my sword and shield – мой меч и щит
My missionaries in a foreign field – Моими посланниками на чужой земле!
in a foreign field – в чужом краю
For some reason – по какой-то причине
I can not explain – я не могу объяснить
Once you know – Как только ты узнаешь
an honest word – честное слово
ruled the world – честное слово
the wicked and wild wind – злой и дикий ветер
Blew down the doors – Выломали двери
to let me in – впустить меня
Shattered windows – Разбитые окна
the sound of drums – звук барабанов
could not believe – люди не могли поверить
revolutionaries wait – революционеры ждут
For my head on a silver plate – мою голову на серебряной тарелке
Just a puppet – Просто марионетка
on a lonely string – на одинокой струне