Текст песни Hans Zivers - Палестина

How thin your black fingers
In purple dreams Palestine
Inxicated night flowers
Pineapple dreams Ahriman

This is the world of unearthly senory
Vino Blanco, Vino Tinto
In an endless and glass caste,
Where your white rose died ...

Caballers, before you Palestine!
Resplendida Dolorosa ...
With the orange coffin of the prophet,
What killed your white rose ...

How are the spits white teeth
In the soft body of the shaggy God
On his jewish clavicle,
On the nodes of blue tendons

So anxiously look Saracens
Against the sun on the senors,
Where springs in lilac steel
Your Dead White Rose ...

No Tenga Miedo Hidalgo Valiente
ESTA LA MUERTE MEJOR QUE DE LA VIDA
SIN VUESTRA ROSA TAN INOCENTE
Que Esta Muerta, Que Esta Muerta ...

COMA LA CARNE HIJO DE LA CASTILLA,
Beba La Sangre de Tu Embigo ...
Look at the cold look
In the tears of white, whiter than mine ...