Luyện nghe bài hát Ne Cheama Pamintul

[English Earth Summoning Us]

to you I now descend, oh you, souls.
and to your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,
the I shall invoke
the misanthropic curse, with its sordid, claws
to your forehead, instead of cattlebrand
with burnt in fire

in vain pride be seethed in veins dried up and scorched
in death-swallowed eyeballs, on foreheads
by putrid that died
can I ever chose from your exhausted entity
no fires free dying, no undeceiving right
oh, you dead men

see, how now burst, the ashes resurrect
alike the past, which murmurs with the
of the roman
see the far-off shadows, they dress in steely
and their noble foreheads that gone grey
great traian and cesar

the rotten thrones are crumbling swept by waters
the iron scepters, the heavy chain of slaves
together are now
the gates of the inferno outrageously
now by thousands the filthy, depraved breaths
of tyrants who perish

oh, holy visionary minds, who set the to sing...
who another world on this realms of mud and grime
fools and wise, and old, sound, soul and light
all is dust, the like this, and so we all are