Echoes, Echoes, Echoes, Echoes of another time
Echoes, Echoes, Echoes, Echoes of another time


This is my time to speak. Anyone can say
I am dying to live. Anyone can see
This is torture this is a hole

To follow the pace of machines, losing the freedom of our soul!

And in dreams of another world

Where my visions are the past

Last time I let myself scream I

Shouted and heard the echo!
This sweet sound that lay in the cradle of our native land
Just take a look around you and see. This is our chance to save the day

Break the steel, retake this place
Spend this life, counting your days


And in dreams of another world
Where my visions are the past
To leave a place that is ungrateful

This wish to be the last