Broken is the spell of the enemies
Of this dark town that has to bloom
From the black sky the rain falls
Tears of joy flood my eyes
Exhaling its soul like a perfume
Our dead will rest
A meteor that moves away from the horizon
It was the spirit that was poisoning the air
No more sharpened steels in the breeze
My thoughts grow toward the sky
There’s abundant water in this wasteland
And the colors have returned to her face
She understands what I don't know how to say
And now my warrior pride is reborn
Her purity moves me so much
As the strange freedom of her customs
And she comes out of the water with a new body
Without memory, for the two of us
Exhaling its soul like a perfume
Our dead will rest
There’s abundant water in this wasteland
And the colors have returned to her face
And she comes out of the water with a new body
Without memory, for the two of us