Paroles de Charon
The souls are approaching their destiniesTrembling in darkness and lost
By the Acheron river they gather confused
And slowly the ferry arrives
A man silhouette through the sulfurean mists
On the boat that carries the dead
Its voice comes profoundly
Resounding in the air
In awe the shadows retreat
A figure in black
Fiery and grim
Tall, skinny old man
Charon (lunga e sfuma sulla prossima parola)
Woe to you
Wicked spirits! Hope not
Ever to see the sky again
I come to take you
To the other shore across
Into eternal darkness, there to dwell
In fierce heat and in ice
Sighs... lamentations...
Loud Moans... Dispair...
All those who linger on the dark wretched strand
Voice outcrying deep and hoars
[Chorus]
Resounding in the air
In awe the shadows retreat
A figure in black
Fiery and grim
Tall, skinny old man
Charon (lunga e sfuma sulla prossima parola)
Woe to you
Wicked spirits! Hope not
Ever to see the sky again
I come to take you
To the other shore across
Into eternal darkness, there to dwell
In fierce heat and in ice
Sighs... lamentations...
Loud Moans... Dispair...
All those who linger on the dark wretched strand
Voice outcrying deep and hoars
[Chorus]
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