Idioma Origen:
In a circle of fire
On a cold winter night
I spoke out my desire
Made a promise
I couldn´t hide, no!
In a dream
He came along and told me
"Your time has come
your mind belongs to me"
It´s the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest memories
die in the cold
It´s the time of the oath
See me couvered
with sadness
And I´ll soon wish to die
When the overcoming madness
Is eating up my mind
Here and now
I look back at a good time
No more lie
I slowly say god- bye
It´s the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest memories
die in the cold
It´s the time of the oath
Idioma Destino:
In a circle of fire
On a cold winter night
I spoke out my desire
Made a promise
I couldn´t hide, no!
In a dream
He came along and told me
"Your time has come
your mind belongs to me"
It´s the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest memories
die in the cold
It´s the time of the oath
See me couvered
with sadness
And I´ll soon wish to die
When the overcoming madness
Is eating up my mind
Here and now
I look back at a good time
No more lie
I slowly say god- bye
It´s the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest memories
die in the cold
It´s the time of the oath