Текст песни Root - The Message Of The Time
Root - The Message Of The Time слова песни
Carried by the wind is the dust of the ruined TemplesSkulls of ancestors dead long time it coversAbove the pagan Altar an unknown song is heardBut nobody dances, just Wind, just Wind.Stories he tells / ballads of lost timesIt was Him who saw them / heard and dancedwith themMade fly veils of witches / of pagan womenRustled in beards of / mighty wizards.The Wind... the Wind... the Wind...In an image of Windstorm / he many things(demolished and destroyed)In an image of Breeze / foreheads of kings(murderers he cooled)Distributed seeds / as well as ideas and plansSomething of everything / he keeps inside thoughThe Wind... the Wind... the Wind...The Message of the Time the Wind / hides inideOnce to us he will pass it / shall we understand?The old legacy / old as the Time and WindAre we worth it? / can we bear the Truth?The Wind... the Wind... the Wind...