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OahudFacing the sea,On the top of the old cliff Bitten by the winds Remembering the past When Ker Ys was the greatest city Of Armoric coast Waiting for the day when the winds Of destiny blow again on Brittany The day when these winds will sweep away Gwenolé’s sons And their single god, In a flood of blood and scum Gwenolé’s sons will have to pay. Paying for their infamy For the glory of our gods, their corpses will be thrown to waters Their corpses will be thrown To the dark waters Their corpses will be thrown As our sacrifice Turning towards the sea Screening the horizon Waiting for Dahud’s return To lead our people And reconquer our world “I was born from the sea, at the Dusk of a golden age When our gods crossed our lands, and when the oaks went up high I was dead by the sea at the dawn of a dark age When the lonely god came, And when our oaks became churches” |