letra de the fool's prayer - the duras sisters
the fool’s prayer lyrics
the royal feast was done; the king
sought some new sport to banish care
and too his jester cried; “sir fool
kneel now, and make for us a prayer!”
the jester doffed his cap and bells
and stood the mocking court before;
they could not see the bitter smile
behind the painted grin he wore
he bowed his head, and bent his knee
upon the monarch’s silken stool;
his pleading voice arose; “o lord
be merciful to me, a fool!”
’tis not by guilt the onward sweep
of truth and right, o lord, wе stay;
’tis by our follies that so long
we hold the еarth from heaven away
these clumsy feet, still in the mire
go crushing blossoms without end;
our hard, well-meaning hands we thrust
among the heartstrings of a friend
the ill-timed truth we might have kept-
who knows how sharp it pierced and stung?
the word we had not sense to say-
who knows how grandly it had rung!
earth bears no balsam for mistakes;
men crown the knave and scourge the tool
who did his will; but thou, o lord
be merciful to me, a fool!”
the room was hushed; in silence rose
the king, and sought his gardens cool
and walked apart, and murmured low
“be merciful to me, a fool!”
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