Tragedy of Macbeth-Jag Panzer

Tragedy of Macbeth

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时间:2000-07-13

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We three sisters, weird sisters indeed

Plant in Mac

Beth the tyrant's seed

As it grows from thane to king

Deceit and murder is reaped

The sister's prophecy has won me title of thane

Yet I feel

I'm so much more, my lady feels the same

I can be king with just a daggers thrust

Careful planning and this bloody deed is done

I cannot commit alone my lady must attend

Together we will wear the gowns of royalty in the end

We can do all things.

Hand in hand

We can live as kings.

Hand in hand

This night together we commit this bloody deed

No one will suspect us in doing such a thing

We'll place the blame on the servant we shall kill.

Leave no witnesses and erase our guilt

We are so clever none shall suspect

On the marrow they will place the crown on my head

We can do all things.

Hand in hand

We can live as kings.

Hand in hand

We have been betrayed.

Banquo; our trusted friend

Suspects our plot to be rulers of this land

Banquo you're life will be rid of this world

I shall not regret.

Our innocence protect

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

I must seek the sisters to guide me in my plight

There must be more.

I go this night

We see apparitions.

Three that show their face

Beware Mac

Beth, Beware

MacBeth. We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

Destroy Macduff on this very night

I am MacBeth, none can defy

Join me young

Malcolm, rid me of this bane.

Standing together we will seize

Dunsinane.

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

We can do all things.

We can live as kings.

I cannot rid my mind of guilt the stains of blood will not wash clean

Tonight I end this nightmare

I've made and finally rest in peace

Damn my heart, my lady is gone all we've made has turned to ash

I will avenge her death on

Macduff's head.

No man shall take me.

None of woman born!

Birnham wood is growing

My world comes crashing down

None of woman born will take me.

Ripped from the womb was

I.

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