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L tëmp mpermetù

Tl cuer dla nuet
passa via la berca,
tl rai dlacià dla luna
sul’ega sarëina
I crëps slaurìs
smarësc alauta,
iust sul lim viulentà
dl rëni antich
Y n sonn d’arjënt
se sfranj ti parëies
y rundenësc dalonc
sul spiedl dl’ega
Mo n iede
revenësc l sëmi
dl tëmp mpermetù
tl cuer dla Reìna viercia
Mo n iede sesurea la nuet
de si sucrëta profezies
che mé Luianta
aud y ntënd
Tl cuer dla nuet
passa via la berca
tl rai dlacià
sul’ega sarëina

The promised time

In the dead of the night
a bark is flowing by,
in the icy ray
on the clear waters
The pale mountains
loose their colour,
just on the violated border
of the ancient reign
A silver sound
fades out between the rocks,
lingering on for a long time
on the surface of the lake
Once again the dream
of the promised times
comes to life
in the heart of the blind queen
Once more the night whispers
of secret prophecies,
only Luianta
can understand
In the dead of the night
a bark is flowing by,
in the icy ray
on clear waters

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