Morituri Te Salutant [English translation]

The road is dust and gravel

and trampled down soil

and it draws gray smudges

into the hair.

It has a jewel made of stellar tracks

fasten together by rocks

and pappus ** of desire made of wings of Pegasus ***

It has a jewel made of stellar tracks

fasten together by rocks

and pappus of desire made of wings of Pegasus.

The road is a whip,

it is bad, like a woman of the streets,

with tags in the hand and girded by tinfoil ****

And her eyes are burning with lust when throwing

two fragile petals of red gladiola towards the unknown fate.

And her eyes are burning with lust when throwing

two fragile petals of red gladiola towards the unknown fate.

Sergeant, the sand is white like arms of Daniela [female name].

Wait for a moment!

My eyes caught a sight

of that terrible and distant moment of oblivion.

Seargant! They will wave with their hand and we will be sacrificed.

Morituri Te Salutant

Morituri Te Salutant

I followed the path,

where people writhe on the ground

and the wings of pidgeons are stirring up the sand.

And the sound of cannons played to my march [of a soldier],

which provides reassurance

and stirs up pappi ** that are to be killed.

And the sound of cannons played to my march [of a soldier],

which provides reassurance

and stirs up pappi that are to be killed.

The road is tar and dust

and trampled down soil.

A brass bee ***** from the werewolf,

this rusty serum is my brother

and hundred years old dirt

and terribly huge white clouds.

The rusty serum is my brother

and hundred years old dirt

and terribly huge white clouds.

Sergeant, the sand is white like arms of Daniela.

Wait for a moment!

My eyes caught a sight

of that terrible and distant moment of oblivion.

Seargant! They will wave with their hand and we will be sacrificed

Morituri Te Salutant

Morituri Te Salutant

• Artist:Daniel Landa
• Album:Platinum Collection