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Mio Cid

Dark Moor

Letra

    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.

    [Bridge:]
    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!

    [Chorus:]
    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!

    [Acoustic lead]

    Cid! Cid!
    Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

    As his force was always inner,
    no matter his dying,
    Mio Cid's again the winner
    and his troop's outcrying.
    Loud and keen, the clamour
    runs among the field,
    this sounds like a hammer
    battering a shield.

    [Bridge:]
    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!

    [Chorus:]
    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!

    [Guitar solo: Enrik]

    [Bridge:]
    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!

    [Chorus:]
    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!


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