[Voice of Fall: Damnagoras]. [Summerplunge: Pauline Tacey]. [Spirit of Spring: Laura de Luca]. [Wintersoul: Jarpen]. . [F:] We're going to tell the tale of tales.
Listen yourself talking words meaningless. Listen, where are the emotions you feel?. Take a look into yourself for a while. What you see doesn't scare you at all?.
Forgive me if I'm out of order -. This new 'music' has no soul. It may be good for making money,. Sadly that is not my goal. Integrity and honesty are words that you don't understand,.
En la niebla del anochecer. mora el ngel de la confusin.. oh! dulce y cruel invierno.. en la triste hora de marchar. tras la tregua que el amor me da.
[Music & Lyrics: Aydan]. . Stand before the new born kind. . There is a song, taken far by the winds. . A rhyme of poets, a melody. Wrapped in a dream.
Lo que tengo lo llevo conmigo. en esta absurda bolsa y en este absurdo cuerpo,. lo que quiero est siempre tan lejos. quiz al final de este absurdo camino..
One with the earth, pave my way through the green. From above I stare down at (the) crowds. There by the oaks, I'll honour the roots and the clouds. With trembling hands I feel my pure life deep within.
Chorus:. . Chiquilla Bonita. Mi nina del alma. te espero en la escuela. en las manana. . Repeat Chorus. . Hoy Le dije a mis padres. Lo mucho que te amaba.
Dnde estabas entonces cuando tanto te necesit?. Nadie es mejor que nadie pero tu creste vencer.. Si llor ante tu puerta de nada sirvi.. Barras de bar, vertederos de amor....
Ohh, pick up flutes and fiddles. A new tune is beginning. A melody forsaken. On the chords of our elders song. . Each note is telling a story. A fragment of existence.
I can see them running towards me. All the time they steal my dreams. The ghosts of past and sorrow. All the time they steal my dreams. . When I take a walk outside, whispers will surround my head.
[Music:Aydan, Damnagoras / Lyrics: Aydan]. . I built a cradle for the Moon. And from her chariot (she) grants my. boon - I'll keep my promises, I'm sure.
[Music & Lyrics: Aydan]. . [Solo: Jarpen]. . Gone from this world. to find knowledge or pain. I follow myself from a distant. and fading dream. . Loving her brightness so dear to me.
Saber cosas que nadie sabe;. errar contigo, "mareaditos".. te trajo el viento y te am como un nio.. eso no es gran cosa, pero algo hay que escribir.. "hierbas de asia", de mil aromas;.
[Music & Lyrics: Jarpen]. . Take a look at the new rules of this game. Wicked laughters are feeding their fame. Hearing the cries from the empty shells.
Todas las tardes, ay, mi marif!. baja usted al ro a lavar,. qu pena, igame usted,. que no la pueda querer.. Yo a usted la miro con gran devocin,. y me mira usted a m.
The hobs are climbing on the hill. To seek the gold of fairy light. Into the holts they run and wait. . They dress in green, they love their gold. They talk to hornbeams in the cold.
Han gav henne allt, all sin tid och hela sin sjl. hela hans vrld var byggd runt henne, han var knappt med sina vnner lngre. . Dom hade stora planer, skulle skaffa ringar.
[Music: Jarpen, Aydan / Lyrics: Jarpen]. . At dawn the ships arrived, they sailed. through seas and foreign skies. To bring another age in lands. that needed no constraints.
On a hill, on the devil's top. There is a man hiding in the shadows of the night. He's trying to stop the course of time. The line dividing good from wrong.