Mio Cid - Dark Moor

Hero and honoured great warrior
who serves without treason;
he guards both Islam and Christ
in what he thinks in reason.
Knight who, elected by God,
is determined to glory,
after the moment of death,
he could succeed in war.

His dust, Mio Cid!
His must, Mio Cid!
His sweat, Mio Cid!
His threats, Mio Cid!
His steel, Mio Cid!
His zeal, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Tied to his horse,
Cid Campeador,
remains stable
pouring his gore,
only this vision
spreads fear and fright,
foes indecision
gives him the fight.
After expiring
great feat he did,
his foes are choiring
O, Mio Cid!
Both armies loudly call
O, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid!

[Acoustic lead]

Cid! Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

As his force was always inner,
no matter his dying,
Mio Cid's again the winner
and his troop's outcrying.
Loud and keen, the clamour
runs among the field,
this sounds like a hammer
battering a shield.

His dust, Mio Cid!
His must, Mio Cid!
His sweat, Mio Cid!
His threats, Mio Cid!
His steel, Mio Cid!
His zeal, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Tied to his horse,
Cid Campeador,
remains stable
pouring his gore,
only this vision
spreads fear and fright,
foes indecision
gives him the fight.
After expiring
great feat he did,
his foes are choiring
O, Mio Cid!
Both armies loudly call
O, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid!

[Guitar solo: Enrik]

His dust, Mio Cid!
His must, Mio Cid!
His sweat, Mio Cid!
His threats, Mio Cid!
His steel, Mio Cid!
His zeal, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Tied to his horse,
Cid Campeador,
remains stable
pouring his gore,
only this vision
spreads fear and fright,
foes indecision
gives him the fight.
After expiring
great feat he did,
his foes are choiring
O, Mio Cid!
Both armies loudly call
O, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid!

Cid! Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

En el fragor,
el Cid Campeador
es como un rayo
batallador.
Su alma es una
fuente de luz,
bajo la Luna,
o bajo la Cruz.
Cabalga yerto,
y gana la lid,
después de muerto,
¡Oh, Mío Cid!
Después de muerto,
¡Oh, Mío Cid!

Héros et grand guerrier honoré
qui sert sans trahison;
il garde à la fois l'islam et le Christ
dans ce qu'il pense de la raison.
Chevalier qui, élu par Dieu,
est déterminé à la gloire,
après le moment de la mort,
il pouvait réussir la guerre.

Sa poussière, Mio Cid!
Son must, Mio Cid!
Sa sueur, Mio Cid!
Ses menaces, Mio Cid!
Son acier, Mio Cid!
Son zèle, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Attaché à son cheval,
Cid Campeador,
reste stable
verser son sang,
seulement cette vision
répand la peur et la peur,
ennemis indécision
lui donne le combat.
Après expiration
grand exploit qu'il a fait,
ses ennemis chorient
O, Mio Cid!
Les deux armées appellent fort
O, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid!

[Lead acoustique]

Cid! Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Comme sa force était toujours intérieure,
peu importe sa mort,
Mio Cid est à nouveau le gagnant
et les cris de sa troupe.
Fort et vif, la clameur
court parmi le terrain,
cela ressemble à un marteau
battre un bouclier.

Sa poussière, Mio Cid!
Son must, Mio Cid!
Sa sueur, Mio Cid!
Ses menaces, Mio Cid!
Son acier, Mio Cid!
Son zèle, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Attaché à son cheval,
Cid Campeador,
reste stable
verser son sang,
seulement cette vision
répand la peur et la peur,
ennemis indécision
lui donne le combat.
Après expiration
grand exploit qu'il a fait,
ses ennemis chorient
O, Mio Cid!
Les deux armées appellent fort
O, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid!

[Guitare seule: Enrik]

Sa poussière, Mio Cid!
Son must, Mio Cid!
Sa sueur, Mio Cid!
Ses menaces, Mio Cid!
Son acier, Mio Cid!
Son zèle, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

Attaché à son cheval,
Cid Campeador,
reste stable
verser son sang,
seulement cette vision
répand la peur et la peur,
ennemis indécision
lui donne le combat.
Après expiration
grand exploit qu'il a fait,
ses ennemis chorient
O, Mio Cid!
Les deux armées appellent fort
O, Mio Cid!
Mio Cid!

Cid! Cid!
Mio Cid! Mio Cid!

En el fragor,
el Cid Campeador
es como un rayo
batallador.
Su alma es una
fuente de luz,
bajo la Luna,
o bajo la Cruz.
Cabalga yerto,
y gana la couvercle,
despu?s de muerto,
Oh, Méo Cid!
Despu?s de muerto,
Oh, Méo Cid!