Lyrics of Au fond du temple saint - David Byrne

Au fond du temple saint (original)

Au fond du temple saint
Pare de fleurs et d’or,
Une femme apparait!
Je crois la voir encore!
Une femme apparait!
Je crois la voir encore!
La foule prosternee
La regarde, etonnee,
Et murmure tous bas:
Voyez, c’est la deesse!
Qui dans l’ombre se dresse
Et vers nous tend les bras!
Son voile se souleve!
O vision!
o reve!
La foule est a genoux!
Oui, c’est elle!
C’est la deesse
Plus charmante et plus belle!
Oui, c’est elle!
C’est la deesse
Qui descend parmi nous!
Son voile se souleve et la foule est a genoux!
Mais a travers la foule
Elle s’ouvre un passage!
Son long voile deja
Nous cache son visage!
Mon regard, helas!
La cherche en vain!
Elle fuit!
Elle fuit!
Oui, c’est elle!
C’est la deesse!
En ce jour qui vient nous unir,
Et fidele a ma promesse,
Comme un frere je veux te cherir!
C’est elle, c’est la deesse
Qui vient en ce jour nous unir!
Oui, partageons le meme sort,

(translation)

Into the holy temple
Adorned with flowers and gold,
A woman appears!
I think I see her again!
A woman appears!
I think I see her again!
The prostrate crowd
Looks at her, astonished,
And whispers softly:
See, it's the goddess!
Who in the shadows stands
And reach out to us!
Her veil is lifted!
O vision!
o dream!
The crowd is on their knees!
Yes it's her!
She's the goddess
More charming and more beautiful!
Yes it's her!
She's the goddess
Who descends among us!
Her veil is lifted and the crowd is on their knees!
But through the crowd
She opens a passage!
Her long veil already
Hides his face from us!
My gaze, alas!
Seek her in vain!
She flees!
She flees!
Yes it's her!
She's the goddess!
On this day that comes to unite us,
And true to my promise,
As a brother I want to cherish you!
It's her, it's the goddess
Who comes this day to unite us!
Yes, let's share the same fate,