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Translation
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Voice, give me a word,
Forgotten voice of all the forest.
The sun, that warms up the ground,
Is what I'm calling you again, and heeding.
Do you remember the night burning,
Flame devouring darkness
With mothers moaning,
Children crying?
Do you know what is his glory,
Bestowing him with a word,
Making sacrifices of ancient ones
That were forgotten that night?
How many
Crosses will they
Raise above us?
And how much grief
Do eyes
Have to see
For us to recall
The sea of dead bodies
Consumed by blue fire?
Where the flame rose above black forest,
Where idols fell from the sword,
Tell me, what's happened to us,
Who have we become?
Violet Glaucoma✕
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