Letras de canciones
Rage Of The Orientals
[Juan / Carlos]Forecasting the eastern rage,
dust from the ground raises like black cloud
covering the horizon line.
An earthquake pushes dropping dry leaves around me.
A crowd without a name!
Chaos! Voices!,
those who had never seen each other before,
Eyes, Steps.
those who do not know each other,
Chaos! Voices! (Victor Hugo in Feuilles d'Automne)
Those are in a desperate union of destiny: the will to survive
And I wanted to survive!
The truth came with the first relieved breath of outcast.