Saratoga - Si Amaneciera(Letra)
On a cold winter morning,
In a time before the light.
In flames of death’s eternal reign,
We ride towards the fight.
When the darkness has fallen down
and the times are tough alright.
The sound of evil laughter,
Falls around the world tonight.
Fightin’ hard, fightin’ on for the steel,
Through the wastelands evermore.
the scattered souls will feel the hell,
bodies wasted on the shores.
On the blackest plains in hell’s domain,
We watch the lands become.
In fire and flame, and once again we know.
So now we fly ever free,
We’re free before the thunderstorm.
On towards the wilderness,
Our quest carries on.
Far beyond the sun down, far beyond the moonlight.
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls.
So far away we wait for the day,
For the lights all so wasted and gone.
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,
Through the fire and the flames we carry on.
As the red day is dawning
and the lightning cracks the sky.
We’ll raise our hand to the heavens above
with resentment in their eyes.
Running back from the midmorning light,
With a burning in my heart.
We’re banished from a time in the fallen land,
To a life beyond the stars.
In your darkest dreams see to belive our destiny this time.
And endlessly we’ll all be free tonight.
And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality.
All alone in desperation, now the time has come.
Lost inside you’ll never find, lost within my own mind,
Day after day this misery must go on.
So far away we wait for the day,
For the light’s all so wasted and gone.
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,
Through the fire and the flames we carry on.
Whooaaaaa, Whoooaaaaa, Whooooaaaoooaaooo
Now here we stand with their blood on our hands.
We fought so hard, now can we understand.
I’ll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can.
For freedom of every man.
So far away we wait for the day,
For the light’s all so wasted and gone.
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,
Through the fire and the flames we carry on.
Llora el cielo indignado,
limpia este suelo magro,
sudor y sangre corre
sobre el camino del hombre.
Ansiedad motora,
sentimiento común,
disparando furia
para que nadie estorbe.
Cargar lo peor sintiendo
la ley del mundo
ganarte un lugar se vuelve
un trabajo duro
Jugando cartas llenas de
esfuerzo encaras tu juego.
Yendo tranquilo vemos
mejor el terreno
orientación es todo lo que
necesitaremos para andar!!!
Cuidadoso y bien atento
pionero de tu propio tiempo
atravesando como el trueno
la nube gris del silencioso valor
(orgulloso valor).
Mas de lo que nos gusta
se transforma en vicio
empañando el vidrio de la realidad.
Tomando una parte
para hacerla tuya
descubriendo un mundo
para engendrar tu placer
para andar!!!
Cuidadoso y bien atento...