My son, since your seeds were swon And the rains of the Autumn got you wet Into the deep roots of your mother earth My words patiently awaited to guide you Through journeys of years that starts with every dawn
I want my words to teach you the essence of us all An ancient spirit flows in our veins Arose from beyond and too from before From a tear of the river and awhisper of the ancient winds
Twenty winters your eyes have seen Years to forget, years of raw wars Only finding the peace on your nocturnal walks Through the woods of me, your fatherland
Heir of the celtiberian lands, cursed in the name of ém all They found you in the forest, alone, with your sword Kissing the grass and howling with the wolves And mercyless, they stained the ground With your youth and your red blood that night
And i, encouraged, still bringing the rains to cry I can remind your screams of fear and pain When alone, before them you tried to die dont lose your pride
Oh Fatherland...soon i will be one with you Oh Mother earth...i leave this world upon your domains
Your death won´t be in vain There will always be remind the name of the one who shall be avenge REVENGE!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
