Текст песни: Sign from the North Side + перевод

True Celtic power

From the cape of Cornwall

Cry of hope, angels cry

This was omen, our sign, prediction

In this proud land I grew up strong

My tears are flowing all around

The wind is twisting my sorrow

Distant gate, gothic grave

Through ages our clan still remain

True Celtic power

From the cape of Cornwall

Cry of hope, angels cry

This was omen, our sign, prediction

All through my life

I have carried our ring

The omen

All this was the fragment from my life

In this proud land I was born alone

I was taught to fight, taught to win

They told me the way

Of steel and secret

I am the unburied child

Child without a name

Without fate

I fight for peace and love

I am reborn

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