Un loc, un timp ……
Un timp, un loc de neuitat,
Ce-aleargă-n paşii zefirului …şi-apoi ai unei
Dimineţi ce nu se sfârşeşte,
Cale de timp, cale de ani…peste toate tronând măreţia
Credinţa-n ceea ce faci……
Un loc, un timp……
Un loc, un timp feeric…. mergând în paşii stelelor şi-a
Universului rouă creatoare…..
Zile ce vin şi zile ce pleacă …. !!!!
The luck runs out briefly,
When the family leaving in peace, love
Crossing quietly with pride,
The bridge in front of us…… ( !!! )
They caught the sight of your,
Memory, that should not ever go,
And stands alone on the shore of Ila,
As Quicha Indians are appointed guardians,
For Peru-Inca Atahuelpha.
Having locked in the mind,
The mountain that you expect to be…. ( !!! )
Instead, you found honestly and history,
That has been going through century.
Because, no demon should prevail,
In the point of view, that I have,
Into knowledge and past!
You returned again and again.
Hoping in a pure reality.
You returned in that time!
You hate it more and more the stealing
Destroy is in your view
The plans are engage,
To driving away, daily
The debris that is made,
To show, that you are properly embraced,
In views of Sun God.
Extremely assets are effectively.
The culture is again in shape.
( The culture was in shape, in that time! )
Existing your time and work,
Like a cruel that has been made.
We pass it for eternity.
Go up for self-identity.
The new begin is here, for us!
Can not be denied by none!
I am no more alone,
The struggle is far away.
Flanked by the hell’s flame
Being for us … a reaching goal…..
I am not afraid this time.
I know more words as well facts.
The price is higher, higher.
Reaching the sky, ever
With my highly fly, indeed
The world inside is wonderful.