Nod-Krai Main Theme (feat. AURORA)

Nod-Krai Main Theme (feat. AURORA)

Nod-Krai Main Theme (feat. AURORA)

Oh moon, dear song, take me in your armsA luna, cara cantica, ne me in atra dedas
Birds, from the golden city, bring my signsAves, ex urbe aurea, ferte indicia mea
Birds, bring the sweet song, so I can mourn and curse my fateAves, ferte cantam cara, ut lugeam et fata mala
Is it in the land of the damned, that nail still holds the holyNum in immudorum terra, clavus ille adhuc claudit pia

When will we finally be free from such miseryQuando tandem carebimus tanta miseria
When our ravaged homeland lies beneath the nettlesQuom patria vastata nune iacet sub urticis
Where are you, kind ladyUbi es, benigna domina
Why don’t you send your nurturing lightCur non mittis lucem almam tuam
Behold, the wretched land is dark, truth cannot stand against liesEcce, terra infelix atra, veritas contra falsa nequit
Moon lady, where will you lead usLuna domina, quo adduces
We’ll go wherever you take usPergemus quocumque adduces
Better for night to cover the lights than to exist in false lightPotius nox tegat lumina, quam in falsa luce esse

We don’t sing a sad songCarmen triste nos non canimus
Even if we weep for our troublesEtsi flentes pro nostrorum malo
But tears won’t lift the burdenSed non lacrima tollit dura
Our homeland can’t be returned from sleepPatria somno non potest reddi
It was bound and pressed downIlla vincta fuit pressa
Golden roofs were devoured by flamesTecta aurea voravit flamma
But it will be reborn againSed renascetur rursum
It will bring us home with hopeRedibit nos larem ducet spe

(Why) so troubled?(Cur) aerumnosae?
(Who) so troubled?(Cui) aerumnosae?
Why so tearful?Cur lacrimosae?
Who so tearful?Cui lacrimosae?

Moon, shine on the bright lands (rise, oh moon, even if only the hard times remain)Luna, claras terras lustra (assurge, o luna, etsi tantum manent dura)
Like birds, fly through the shadows (our hearts are pressed down, shame still lingers)Sicut aves per umbras vola (corda nostra premunt obscura, pudorque manet)
And cleanse the vast, foul waves (but the moon will rise, and hearts won’t perish together)Et unda vasta foeda purga (sed luna ascendet, nec corda peribunt una)
For the faithful crowd, keep hope for tomorrow (you’ll hear the roar of the waves, then joy will come)Pro turba fida spem crastinam serva (audies fremitus undae, postea venient gaudia)

Oh new moon, let the pure, chaste moon riseA luna nova, surgat luna pura casta
I flee from sorrow, with you, no tearsFugio aerumnam, tecum nulla fleta

Under the moon, the land will shine againSub luna rursus fiet clara terra