| Standing on the top of the mighty hill
| De pie en la cima de la colina poderosa
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| Fail voices are blowing with the wind
| Las voces fallidas soplan con el viento
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| The light of the moon glistens in his hair
| La luz de la luna brilla en su cabello
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| As he stands alone and abandoned by the night
| Mientras está solo y abandonado por la noche
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| He is caught, but meant to be free
| Está atrapado, pero destinado a ser libre.
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| He is strong, his power comes from within
| El es fuerte, su poder viene de adentro
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| And as shadows so big cover the moon with black
| Y como sombras tan grandes cubren la luna de negro
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| He raises his head and lifts his arms up to the sky
| Levanta la cabeza y levanta los brazos hacia el cielo
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| His wand creates a mighty lightning
| Su varita crea un rayo poderoso.
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| An eagle appears to bear him away
| Un águila parece llevárselo
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| The wolves they cry out frightening
| Los lobos gritan espantosos
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| And wind blows through his hair as he flies away
| Y el viento sopla a través de su cabello mientras vuela
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| Into the night
| Hacia la noche
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| Soon he disappears
| Pronto desaparece
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| And in the back the attack of the black riders start
| Y por la espalda comienza el ataque de los jinetes negros
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| The sound of black hooves echoes in his mind
| El sonido de cascos negros resuena en su mente.
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| But forever he will roam
| Pero por siempre vagará
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| Forever he’ll be there to fly away
| Siempre estará allí para volar lejos
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| And no one ever stops him on his way
| Y nadie lo detiene en su camino
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| The strong ones they were born to survive, not to die
| Los fuertes nacieron para sobrevivir, no para morir
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| And I wake up awaiting my last cry | Y me despierto esperando mi ultimo grito |