8 acessos
I'm coming back in to bright lands
From the past times sleeping in darkness
"Stop your roaming", call the fathers
Who keep the Time in bright lands
Sunshine our land - dispersing the dark
Restore the motion of the times
Sunshine our land - filling with fire
Faith of tribes in sunny lands
Keeping a secret word in the stones
Hiding decay of wills in the barrows
Winds which rustle in crowns of trees
Disturbing the Memory they will revive it.
Sunshine our land - dispersing the dark
Restore the motion of the times
Sunshine our land - filling with fire
Faith of tribes in sunny lands