Sons Of The Earth

The ground shakes,

the war cries are heard,

the wind brings their hope for victory.

The bonfires fill the horizon

creating their own dawn,

the night lighted by their great pride.

They run through my forests,

destroy my trees,

converting my body in their weapons.

I hear the beat of their hearts.

They fight as brothers

and love the ones on their side

but there are no sides on the Earth, sons of the Earth.

Because you all come from my depths,

you are all brothers under the same sky,

in the same paradise.

The Earth talks to them

as never before.

Cross my forests without fear

for your Mother Earth.

She will guide you

in the most difficult battle:

the path of life.

They cross indestructible

among the shadows of my forests

like men of pure heavy steel,

like titans in the world,

like wild beasts

they write their destiny with blood.

They fight as brothers...

They fight as brothers...

Don´t let yourselves be blinded

by the thirst for victory.

Remember the innocence once had.

Oh, remember please.

Branches of my trees

stretch as arms trying to reach

the peace for them.

The leaves fly like messages in the wind,

the earth shakes,

the rivers get furious,

the winds blow.

But man can´t see beyond

his bloody road.

But at the end

I feel the blood

running through my forests.

I feel my land growing

with the ashes of the fallen.

I write a message for my sons,

everything in me cries for peace.

The dance of the Earth.

And with all this shame

I still hear the chant of victory

of those I must recognize as sons.