Wells Brown transforms minstrel songs which we'll discuss very soon into hymns of freedom.

威尔斯·布朗将音乐剧曲改成了对自由赞美。

The clue lay in George Herbert's poem “The Windows” which was sung as an anthem at evensong.

而线索就藏在乔治·赫伯特一诗“窗”，这是晚祷一赞美。

And I wrote this praise song in honor of my island mothers, who for thousands of years never faltered to cradle the dead to rest.

我写这赞美是为了纪念我岛屿母亲，几千年来， 她们从未动摇者休息。

Once there, he never again strays, although the pompadoured, white-aproned siren sing-songs in his ear the praises of Irish stew, and pork with apple sauce.

一到那，他就再也没有迷路，尽管蓬松、围着白围裙警笛在他耳边唱着爱尔兰炖肉和苹果酱猪肉赞美。