Inis Mona

Hace tiempo que no posteo nada de musica cristiana, he andado corto de tiempo para buscar cosas que valga la pena subir al blog, y en esta ocasion, traigo algo que, aunque no son cristianos, son una de las pocas bandas no cristianas de metal pesado sin letras blasfemas, les presento a Eleuveitie, y este es uno de sus sencillos: Inis Mona. Si prestan atencion a la letra, les parecerá como si leyesen el "El señor de los anillos" a ritmo de metal, mezclado con ritmos e instrumentos autoctonos de las regiones galas (Francia y paises circunvecinos).

Bien, aqui les dejo un video, con todo y la letra por si se les dificulta. Disfrutenlo y que Dios los bendiga en esta noche preciosa.

inis mona

Letra de Inis mona

Welcome to the land of questions
Welcome to the isle of lore
Where the veil came crumbling down
There it all began

The GerminationUnveiling a cryptic door
There it was revealed
Hopes and aspirations
Unclosing an enthralled door
Escalate the sense
Enhancing to join the dawn
I close my eyes, Inis Mona
And reminisce of those palmy days
I moon o'er you, Inis Mona
As long as I breathe
I'll call you my home

20 years I have walked your barrows
Years of emulous youth
I followed the path of the wise
There it all was sown,The inspiration
Removing the seven seals
There it was revealed
Enigma and freedom
Unclosing an unseen door
Escalate the sense
Enhancing to join the dawn

I close my eyes, Inis Mona
And reminisce of those palmy days
I moon o'er you, Inis Mona
As long as I breathe
I'll call you my home
Escalate the sense
Enhancing to join the dawn
I close my eyes, Inis Mona
And reminisce of those palmy days
I moon o'er you, Inis Mona
As long as I breathe
I'll call you my home
I close my eyes, Inis Mona
And reminisce of those palmy days
I moon o'er you, Inis MonaAs long as I breatheI'll call you my home

Your Gaulish War

Letra de Your Gaulish War

Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs.
Satisfy your hunger for might and blood!
With greedy claws the eagle flew
Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt.

We do not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
Nor to bow, to the laurel wreath!
"Haec terra mea est" - the urge of your own
want spurring the horse towards the devastating aint.
It's the pauper that accrouches - bared indigence

Your need should cost unnumbered lives!
might and riches you have sought,
willing to pay the price in human lives!
False and fallacious,
killing and omnivorous depleting the value of human life!
But we always knew: You came with fortune and one day you'd come with steel!

We did not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet!
A tort that pays it wage death? Well, how does it feel,
the blood on your hands? I hope you had a ball in effacing lives!
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
I hope the gold you've won bestows your delight!
...standing at the top of all the ruin you have left...
watch our wives remigrate with crooked backs...