That night I started what will be A long, long journey back home From the green and distant lands of the north Hoping for nothing about what future or Fate prepared for me I packed and I rode saying, farewell!! To the Cantabrian sea
Aswell as their men unconquerable are Their weather and lands To show no mercy for the pilgrims who dare Enter their domains The night was born, my blood ran cold When suddenly I was Surrounded by the thickest and densest fog I had ever known
Lost among the trees, within the fog Out of my head, but not alone The night-spirit looked after me I built a fire and I laid down to sleep
While I was lying, waiting for the dawn Thinking about the end of the road I felt asleep and dreamt of My tribe, my clan, my land, my home
And then the sunset again Brought back to life my spirit The strength of fire to my veins and my eyes The day was born, my hour had not come And I received the present for being a fighting man
And then I started my trip again Marching homewards to tell I walk victorious by the side of the sun Alive! Invictvs!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
