Idioma Origen:
Lyrics by: Astrid
Music by: Diarmaid
Part 1
The autumn rain on a frozen valley;
The bird?s wedge is calling our souls fallow them?
Dejected trees will be colored in yellow
As soon as the sun will whispering your name?
Chorus
Oh, Gods, I am waiting your anger,
Sitting near water where my sword will sink.
My land has been locked by a stranger,
Has been covered by night?s black wings.
Part 2
Remember a time when the trickle of water
Was streaming to hands like a diamond?s drops,
When silky grass was caressing our bodies
And our hearts were full by eternal hope.
Part 3
The fields are empty, the woods are burnt -
Our kings have been blinded by shining of gold.
The autumn treasure as rich as yours,
Its fading is my trouble untold?
Part 4
The Earth in gold is a dream of tomorrow
In stuffy metal it?s restless soul.
We can?t be ruthless, we can not borrow
Its shabby heart hearing Mother?s call.
(c) copyright by Fferyllt
Idioma Destino:
Lyrics by: Astrid
Music by: Diarmaid
Part 1
The autumn rain on a frozen valley;
The bird?s wedge is calling our souls fallow them?
Dejected trees will be colored in yellow
As soon as the sun will whispering your name?
Chorus
Oh, Gods, I am waiting your anger,
Sitting near water where my sword will sink.
My land has been locked by a stranger,
Has been covered by night?s black wings.
Part 2
Remember a time when the trickle of water
Was streaming to hands like a diamond?s drops,
When silky grass was caressing our bodies
And our hearts were full by eternal hope.
Part 3
The fields are empty, the woods are burnt -
Our kings have been blinded by shining of gold.
The autumn treasure as rich as yours,
Its fading is my trouble untold?
Part 4
The Earth in gold is a dream of tomorrow
In stuffy metal it?s restless soul.
We can?t be ruthless, we can not borrow
Its shabby heart hearing Mother?s call.
(c) copyright by Fferyllt