Lightning! On the dome of the Holy Wisdom A glooming sight of despair For the final Roman emperor On the alarmed air
Theotokos! Why have you forsaken me?
And when the bells, so somber Pleads the souls to pray The ghosts enchanted Sweeps in the barren streets, astray
Theotokos! Why have you forsaken me? Theotokos! As you fade away from me
And from the sea to the Golden Horn I watch the towers up high at my side The city of God, where the ancient glory of Rome Now meets the eastern shores Noble Mother, I open my arms to thee
I will endure the assault of the oppressor And if the walls won't hold the night As they have done a hundred times I won't hide behind my crown For the honor of the fallen warriors Who now stand in the halls of light Forebearers, I open my arms to thee
As the child out of its womb The virgin leaving us to our doom Under an auspicious blood moon Yet our faith shall remain immune
---- Part 3: The Fall
To leave the land of which I was once a son? To yield the walls of my fathers and live, but forever lost? If the will of God is the city must fall on this night I shall fall at the side of the warriors who gave up their life
I lay down to save our legacy Not erased from history
My sons! Do not forget! For we too long have loved and prayed our God To be afraid of the light
And if nothing remains tomorrow Only silence and fearful shadows
My sons! Do not forsake! Tomorrow we wake in the halls of light And shall be remembered like falling stars
Fight! Ride! To Death! To Glory! I dare not live in utter scorn Nor die in such a dooming fate The end of the line is nigh
---- Part 4: The Lament
Γιατί πουλί μ΄ δεν κελαηδείς πως κελαηδούσες πρώτα Για πώς μπορώ να κελαηδώ Με κόψαν τα φτερούδια μου
με πήραν τη λαλιά μου Μας πήρανε μπρ' αμάν την Πόλη μας Μας πήρανε μπρ' την Πόλη μας την Πόλη μας και την Αγια-Σοφιά μας
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