[music] the
spheres of worlds and spaces are moving apart, the
gap of blinding darkness is endlessly illuminated by a flash
[music]
we are returning from campaigns, battles
are fleeting to illuminate without
hope the planets of prison, there are
few of us left in this world, command us,
struck by the corrupting influence of greedy
animals,
we sometimes yearn for our incomparable
planet
about the divine light of our native lands and
seas, but as long as the earth is ruled by a
mad clique and the dawn of new energies is barely breaking through,
we are fighting here under the banners of the
bright age, convinced that
our efforts are not in vain
and when the star of deliverance rises over the planet
and a single sacred wigwam is erected in the world let
us leave this world having been rewarded with
the blessing of
those worlds from which we never came
to you
[music]