Dancing through a rusty cristal
following an angular path.
Destroying mountains,
dancing, building skies and,
looking to the sea, looking to the wind,
carving the hills.
O, barren spirit!
when you let come the tenebrous cold?
When the earth created by your whims would wake?
Your new world mourns for being detained.
seven tears floating to the river,
seven mountains crumbling in the void.
The earth want to be alive!
Let from his inside the joy fire arise!
Lava crossing the plains,
stars illuminating the firmament and
the color of thoughts touching the sky.
Already! Already! It is no longer a secret!
creatures of the earth will come
and the running time will see.
Sigh, the mountains, at nightfall,
dark cold has finally arrived
out of the wind, out of the sound, out...
Look at the mountains!
See them fall!
wind fatigued
and murmurs at dawn
What is the speed?
Whispers of a mountain
about to fall.
See them fall!
wind fatigued
and murmurs at dawn
What is the speed?
Whispers of a mountain
about to fall.
Out of the wind, out of the sun, out...
memories of a time not known,
blue moles are raised to the sky.
The barren spirit is waiting yet.
Dancing, through the black heart of the secrets...
he beholds a violent world
beholds his new planet, replete
...of undying secrets.
