Romans And Celts

A battle in the night is just

Sparks of metal over metal,

Curses, screams and smell of fear.

And ghostly white light

From indifferent stars above,

Looking at scared men running around.

Celts and romans

Different ways to curse,

But same shiny colour of blood

Same smell of fear.

I can't see the river

I know the water's red.

I can't see my enemy

But I know he's around me.

Blood on my eyes,

Blood in the mouth.

I don't fight for glory,

Nor for an emperor sitting so far away.

Now I fight for my life,

And no reason is better.

I only kill to survive,

Just to see another day.

Brothers and citizens,

Sons of the empire,

Let's close the ranks,

Let's raise the spears.

Let's show these savages

The legion strength.

Let's bring our laws

In these forgotten lands.

Back to rome

We will have glory

Women and wine,

More than you dream,

To rest our bones,

To heal any wound.

Let's close the ranks,

Let's raise the spears

These little men

Come from the south

They have dark skin

And women clothes

But when they fight,

They fight like devils.

They want our lands,

The holy forests,

The ancient oaks

And the snowy fields.

If gods have planned

Our defeat tonight

Let it be, but

They will pay

The highest price

For each one of our lives

Brothers and citizens,

Sons of the empire,

Let's close the ranks,

Let's raise the spears.

Let's show these savages

The legion strength.

Let's bring our laws

In these forgotten lands.

Back to rome

We will have glory

Women and wine,

More than you dream,

To rest our bones,

To heal any wound.

Let's close the ranks,

Let's raise the spears.

Celts and romans different

Voices, but same colour

Of blood, same smell of fear.