tanto tierra de mi padre. Quiero tus riberas que hacen recordar y tus ojos tristes que hacen Ilorar. Un canto a Galicia tierra de mi padre un canto a Galicia
Pred zoru je sa njine strane obicno muk... Pod velom magle zvecka osmi kozacki puk... I svu noc mi inje kamuflira ?injel uz polegli brest... U inat cu
Translation: The El Dorados. Galicia.
Translation: Julio Iglesias. Un Canto A Galicia.
Through the ages, through war, pestilence and sleet, the Celtic culture has survived, it's songs and dances passed from father to son, from mother to
de nous, Galice A tant creuser ta silice On ne voyait plus de pain Qui rentrera Le grain, le foin? Les fruits des etes pourrissent Les vieux vergers de Galice
Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs. Satisfy your hunger for might and blood! With greedy claws the eagle flew Leaving chaos and widows on his
Translation: Eluveitie. Your Gaulish War.
: Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs. Satisfy your hunger for might and blood! With greedy claws the eagle flew Leaving chaos and widows on his
: In this modern world of nightmares We all need our majestic dreams
toi de nous, Galice A tant creuser ta silice On ne voyait plus de pain Qui rentrera Le grain, le foin? Les fruits des etes pourrissent Les vieux vergers de Galice
In this modern world of nightmares We all need our majestic dreams
