Listen to these... Funebre melodies... And cold hymns of melancholy... In silence... I spill my blood... In honor of the gods... But my voices... Are not heard... Maybe is my grave... Maybe is the end...
Deo escuchat lamentatiss me Fúnebres capa se mare.
Mio spiritum discarnis se Mio corpus requiescat sine vita...
A look frozen by the anguish... A cold look buried by the pain... A black look buried by the pain... An ancient vision of an empire...
My footsteps were marked In a silent nightfall Under the dense fog Which embraces my hope...
I walked among stones In a lost empire Viracocha, listen to my prayers Cuniraya, I invoke your name...
A face whithered by the sadness A face distressed by the pain Torns that hurt my soul Scars arise from my body
Ttonapa, listen to my prayers Viracocha, in your hands entrust my spirit The whisper of the wind rips my body Upon the altar of the gods Oh! Ttonapa, I invoke your name...
Ttonapa... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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