Luyện nghe bài hát Ne Cheama Pamintul

[English Earth Summoning Us]

to you I now descend, oh you, souls.
and to purge your sorrow, you spirits,
the I shall invoke
the curse, with its sordid, purple claws
to carve your forehead, instead of
iron burnt in fire

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

see, how now burst, the ashes resurrect
the past, which murmurs with the battle-cry
of the roman
see the far-off shadows, they in steely armour
and raise their noble foreheads that grey
great traian and great

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

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