歌曲 | Mio Cid |
歌手 | Dark Moor |
专辑 | Ancestral Romance |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Hero and honoured great warrior | |
who serves without treason; | |
he guards both Islam and Christ | |
in what he thinks in reason. | |
Knight who, elected by God, | |
is determined to glory, | |
after the moment of death, | |
he could succeed in war. | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
As his force was always inner, | |
no matter his dying, | |
Mio Cid's again the winner | |
and his troops outcrying. | |
Loud and keen, the clamour | |
runs among the field, | |
this sounds like a hammer | |
battering a shield. | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
En el fragor, | |
el Cid Campeador | |
es como un rayo | |
batallador. | |
Su alma es una | |
fuente de luz, | |
bajo la Luna, | |
o bajo la Cruz. | |
Cabalga yerto, | |
y gana la lid, | |
después de muerto, | |
¡Oh, Mío Cid! | |
Después de muerto, | |
¡Oh, Mío Cid! |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Hero and honoured great warrior | |
who serves without treason | |
he guards both Islam and Christ | |
in what he thinks in reason. | |
Knight who, elected by God, | |
is determined to glory, | |
after the moment of death, | |
he could succeed in war. | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
As his force was always inner, | |
no matter his dying, | |
Mio Cid' s again the winner | |
and his troops outcrying. | |
Loud and keen, the clamour | |
runs among the field, | |
this sounds like a hammer | |
battering a shield. | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
En el fragor, | |
el Cid Campeador | |
es como un rayo | |
batallador. | |
Su alma es una | |
fuente de luz, | |
bajo la Luna, | |
o bajo la Cruz. | |
Cabalga yerto, | |
y gana la lid, | |
despue s de muerto, | |
Oh, Mi o Cid! | |
Despue s de muerto, | |
Oh, Mi o Cid! |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Hero and honoured great warrior | |
who serves without treason | |
he guards both Islam and Christ | |
in what he thinks in reason. | |
Knight who, elected by God, | |
is determined to glory, | |
after the moment of death, | |
he could succeed in war. | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
As his force was always inner, | |
no matter his dying, | |
Mio Cid' s again the winner | |
and his troops outcrying. | |
Loud and keen, the clamour | |
runs among the field, | |
this sounds like a hammer | |
battering a shield. | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
His dust. Mio Cid! | |
His must. Mio Cid! | |
His sweat. Mio Cid! | |
His threats. Mio Cid! | |
His steel. Mio Cid! | |
His zeal. Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
Tied to his horse, | |
Cid Campeador, | |
remains stable | |
pouring his gore, | |
only this vision | |
spreads fear and fright, | |
foes indecision | |
gives him the fight. | |
After expiring | |
great feat he did, | |
his foes are choiring | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Both armies loudly call | |
O, Mio Cid! | |
Mio Cid! | |
Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! | |
En el fragor, | |
el Cid Campeador | |
es como un rayo | |
batallador. | |
Su alma es una | |
fuente de luz, | |
bajo la Luna, | |
o bajo la Cruz. | |
Cabalga yerto, | |
y gana la lid, | |
despué s de muerto, | |
Oh, Mí o Cid! | |
Despué s de muerto, | |
Oh, Mí o Cid! |