Kyrie eleison

Christe eleison

Kyrie eleison

Lord, have mercy

Christ, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Kyrie eleison

Christe eleison

Kyrie eleison

Lord, have mercy

Christ, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Give us the wings of faith to rise within the veil, and see

the saints above, how great their joys, how bright their glories be.

Once they were mourning here below, their couch was set with tears;

they wrestled hard, as we do now, with sins and doubts and fears.

We ask them whence their victory came: they, with united breath,

ascribe the conquest to the Lamb, their triumph to his death.

They marked the footsteps that he trod, his zeal inspired their breast,

and, following their incarnate God, they reached the promised rest. 

Our glorious Leader claims our praise for his own pattern given,

while the great cloud of witnesses show the same path to heaven.

I love Thee Lord, and I thank Thee.

O hear Thou my voice. Alleluia!

Make Thou Thy face to shine on me, 

And look on me in mercy.

Unto Thee my Lord, O Thou that dwellest in the heavens,

I life mine eyes which run like rivers.

Help me, and love me. Alleluia.

I take this cup of Salvation, and call upon Thy name. Alleluia!

And give thanks, my lips shall utter praise, to Thee my supplication!

Forsake me not! 

Sorrows of death and hell encompass me, 

and pains of life have hold upon me.

Help me, and love me. Alleluia!

I love Thee Lord, be Thou near me,

For in Thee I shall not die, but shall live!

And this shall be my song of hope to sing forever!

Deliver me! Deliver me! Deliver me!

Thou art my God and I will praise Thee!

Thou art my God, I will exalt Thee!

Help me, and save me, and love me. Alleluia

Mesiku na nebi hlubokem

Svetlo tve daleko vidi,

Po svete bloudis sirokem,

Divas se v pribytky lidi.

Mesicku, postuj chvili

reckni mi, kde je muj mily

Rekni mu, stribmy mesicku,

me ze jej objima rame,

aby si alespon chvilicku

vzpomenul ve sneni na mne.

Zasvet mu do daleka,

rekni mu, rekni m kdo tu nan ceka!

O mneli duse lidska sni,

at'se tou vzpominkou vzbudi!

Mesicku, nezhasni, nezhasni!

Moon, high and deep in the sky

Your light sees far,

You travel around the wide world,

and see into people's homes.

Moon, stand still a while

and tell me where is my dear.

Tell him, silvery moon,

that I am embracing him.

For at least momentarily

let him recall of dreaming of me.

Illuminate him far away,

and tell him, tell him who is waiting for him!

If his human soul is, in fact, dreaming of me,

may the memory awaken him!

Moonlight, don't disappear, disappear!

I.

Leonardo Dreams of his Flying Machine

Tormented by visions of flight and falling,

More wondrous and terrible each than the last,

Master Leonardo imagines an engine

To carry a man up into the sun

And as he’s dreaming the heavens call him,

softly whispering their siren-song:

“Leonardo. Leonardo, vieni á volare”

(“Leonardo. Leonardo, come fly”)

L’uomo colle sua congiegniate e grandi ale,

facciendo forza contro alla resistente aria.

(A man with wings large enough and duly connected

might learn to overcome the resistance of the air.)

II.

Leonardo Dreams of his Flying Machine

As the candles burn low he paces and writes,

Releasing purchased pigeons one by one

Into the golden Tuscan sunrise

And as he dreams, again the calling,

The very air itself gives voice:

“Leonardo. Leonardo, vieni á volare”. (“Leonardo. Leonardo, come fly”.)

Vicina all’elemento del fuoco

(Close to the sphere of elemental fire)

Scratching quill on crumpled paper,

Rete, canna, filo, carta.

(Net, cane, thread, paper.)

Images of wing and frame and fabric fastened tightly.

sulla suprema sottile aria.

(in the highest and rarest atmosphere.)

III.

Master Leonardo Da Vinci Dreams of his Flying Machine

As the midnight watchtower tolls,

Over rooftop, street and dome,

The triumph of a human being ascending

In the dreaming of a mortal man.

Leonardo steels himself,

takes one last breath,

and leaps

“Leonardo, Vieni á Volare! Leonardo, Sognare!” 

(“Leonardo, come fly! Leonardo, Dream!”)

We seek it in cathedrals, in the stars

Or on a lonely mountain face

Longing to knock upon the doors of heaven

Longing to find a holier place

Could there really be such peace on earth

Somewhere beautiful and safe

Some place where answers for the heart are found

Where is the place my heart can go home

Where is the place

The place my heart longs for

Where heaven and earth embrace

Is it a dream

The place that I long for

Where is the door

Where is the key

Where could that heavenly place be

Where is the place of peace

where I can reach for heaven?

 Find answers to all of my heart's questions

Where you can quiet your soul?

Where is the place

The place my heart longs for

Where heaven and earth embrace

Is it a dream

The place that I long for

Where is the door and where is the key?

Where could that heavenly place be?

Where is the place of peace (Could there really be such peace on earth)

Where I can reach for heaven (Somewhere beautiful and safe)

Find answers to all of my heart's questions (Some place where answers for the heart are found)

Where can I quiet my soul (Where is the place my heart can go home?)

From our very first parents the story's the same

We're all outcasts of Eden finding our way home again

Where is the place (Where is the place)

When is the moment

Where heaven and earth embrace

Can it be found(Where is the place)

Reaching for heaven

Learn grace by grace

Learn to see the Lord's face

Where is that heavenly place

Where is the place

When is the moment

Reaching for heaven

All we are, we have found in song:

You have drawn this song from us.

Songs of lives unfolding

Fly overhead, cry overhead;

Longing, rising from the song within.

Moving like the rise and fall of wings,

Hands that shape our calling voice

On the edge of answers

You’ve heard our cry, you’ve known our cry:

Music’s fierce compassion flows from you.

The night is restless with the sounds we hear,

Is broken, shaken by the cries of pain:

For this is music’s inner voice,

Saying, yes, we hear you,

All you who cry aloud

And we will fly, answering you,

So our lives sing, sing.

Wild we will fly

Wild in spirit we will fly.

Like a feather falling from the wing,

Fragile as a human voice,

Afraid, uncertain,

Alive to love, we sing as love,

Afraid, uncertain,

Yet our flight begins as song.

Way down yonder in the middle of the field

Angel working at the chariot wheel

Not so particular 'bout working at the wheel

Just want to see how the chariot feel

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly to Mount Zion, Lord, Lord

Meet that hypocrite on the street

First thing he do is show his teeth

Next thing he do is tell a lie

Well the best thing to do is pass him by

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly to Mount Zion, Lord, Lord

I got a mother in the Promised Land

I ain't gonna stop 'til I shake her hand

Not so particular 'bout shaking her hand

But I just wanna get to the Promised Land

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly to Mount Zion, Lord, Lord

I heard such a rumbling in the sky,

I thought my Lord was passing by,

'Twas the good old chariot drawing nigh,

Well, it shook the earth, swept the sky

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly

Oh, let me fly to Mount Zion, Lord, Lord

I want wings, I want to fly

Oh Lord, I want to fly 

Oh won't you let me fly to Mount Zion, Lord, Lord

So many times out here

I've watched a happy pair of people walking in the night

They had a kind of glow around them

It almost looked like heaven's light

I knew I'd never know that warm and loving glow

Though I might wish with all my might

No face as hideous as my face

Was ever meant for heaven's light

But suddenly the heavens have smiled on me

And touched my face without a trace of fright

I dare to dream that God might even care for me

And as I ring these bells tonight

My cold dark tower seems so bright

I swear it must be Heaven's light

To dream the impossible dream,

To fight the unbeatable foe,

To bear with unbearable sorrow,

To run where the brave dare not go.

To right the unrightable wrong,

To love pure and chaste from afar,

To try when your arms are too weary,

To reach the unreachable star.

This is my quest to follow that star,

No matter how hopeless, no matter how far,

To fight for the right, without question or pause.

To be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause,

And I know if I'll only be true to this glorious quest,

That my heart will lie peaceful and calm,

When I'm laid to my rest,

And the world will be better for this,

That one man, scorned and covered with scars,

Still strove with his last ounce of courage,

To reach the unreachable star!