I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've been here before,
I dont recognise the Doctor or the hammer on the floor.

What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
I dont recognise the Vicar or the painting on the wall.

That sounds like a great idea,
That sounds such a great idea,
That sounds like a great idea,
Ill steal yours and you'll steal mine.

That sounds like a great idea,
We make up these great ideas,
these all make for great ideas,
With you and me , we'll all be fine.

I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've been here before,
I dont recognise the Doctor or the hammer on the floor.

What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
I dont recognise the Vicar or the painting on the wall.

That sounds like a great idea,
That sounds such a great idea,
That sounds like a great idea,
Ill steal yours and you'll steal mine.

That sounds like a great idea,
We make up these great ideas,
these all make for great ideas,
With you and me , we'll all be fine.

We'll all be fine
We'll all be fine
We'll all be fine

Get up, don't stand down,
It's time, to turn it round,
Now you got mud on your face,

Don't take, no shhhh,
Stand tall, don't quit,
It's time that you take your place!

Chorus
It's time to take a hold, (be bold!)
You gotta do this on your own, (take hold!)
There's no one coming to your aid, don't be afraid, to be bold (be bold!)
It's time to take a hold (take hold!)

Verse 2
Knocked down, in round one
Fists up, or your done,
It's time to punch through the pain, yeah

Chorus
It's time to take a hold, (be bold!)
You gotta do this on your own, (take hold!)
There's no one coming to your aid, don't be afraid, to be bold (be bold!)
It's time to take a hold (take hold!)

Chorus
It's time to take a hold, (be bold!)
You gotta do this on your own, (take hold!)
There's no one coming to your aid, don't be afraid, to be bold (be bold!)
It's time to take a hold (take hold!)
Outro
Be Bold, Take Hold!

Queste lagrime e sospiri
Che tu miri
Braman solo o mio gran re
Braman pur poca mercè.

Ces larmes et ces soupirs
Que tu vois
Demandent seulement,
Ô Majesté Demandent seulement un peu de pitié.

Angelorum ad convivia
Mortales surgite !
Accurrite laetantes
Ad escam aeternitatis
Fideles animae
Parate praecordia,
Vovete suspiria.

Sub cibi specimine
Vos nutriet Deus
Vos sanguinis munere
Depascet ad aethera.

Sub Carnis velamine
Iam sedet se Christus
Nunc fidei sub lumine,
Sub pane se donat.

Misteria divinitatis
Mortales colite !
Adorate felices !
Sub pane, sub potu
En Deus descendit
Ad terrae salutem.

Qui sydera movet
Se stringit sub cibo
Ut vita mortalium
Delatet ad Caelum.

Errores fugate,
Mundate vos pectora,
Vos culpas delete
Et flete vos crimina.

Amantes virtutem,
Salutem sic querite,
Hoc cibo refecti
Perfecti sic sapite.


TRADUCTION


Pour le festin des anges,
Mortels, debout !
Joyeux, hâtez-vous
Vers le banquet de l’éternité
Pour le bien de votre âme,
Apprêtez vos cœurs
Et appliquez-y votre souffle.

Avec une seule bouchée
Dieu vous rassasiera
Par le don de son sang
Il vous abreuvera dans les champs de l’éther.

Sous son vêtement de chair
Trône le Christ
Et sous la lumière de la foi,
Il se donne dans le pain.

Les mystères divins,
Mortels, honorez-les !
Soyez heureux de les adorer !
En ce pain, en ce breuvage
Voici que Dieu s’abaisse
Pour le salut de la terre.

Lui qui dirige le mouvement des astres
Se comprime dans un aliment
Afin que la vie des mortels
Se dilate jusqu’au ciel.

Fuyez vos erreurs,
Purifiez vos cœurs,
Effacez vos fautes
Et pleurez vos péchés.

Vous qui aimez la vertu,
Recherchez-y votre salut,
Par ce repas, restaurés,
En votre perfection, ayez-en la saveur.

Cruda Amarilli, che col nome ancora,
D’amar, ahi lasso !
Amaramente insegni,
Amarilli, del candido ligustro
Più candida e più bella,
Ma de l’aspido sordo
E più sorda e più fera e più fugace.
Poi che col dir t’offendo,
I’ mi morrò tacendo.


TRADUCTION :Cruelle Amaryllis, qui, par ton nom même,
Enseignes, hélas, à aimer amèrement,
Amaryllis, plus candide et plus belle
Que le pur troène,
Mais plus sourde, plus fière et plus fugace
Que la sourde vipère.
Puisque par mes mots je te fais offense,
Je mourrai en silence.

Stillate pur, stillate dolorosi miei lumi,
Di lagrimoso humor torbidi fiumi.
Tra fieri tormenti mai posa l’affano
E il figlio tirano
Ha nella morte mia gl’affetti spenti.


TRADUCTION :
Ruisselez, ruisselez mes pensées douloureuses,
Obscurs fleuves de chagrin.
Parmi ces fiers tourments mon souci ne repose jamais
Et ce fils tyrannique
A oublié ses sentiments après ma mort.

Male humming