Vivente

Two faces downcast were walked in
Terrible things had happened
The freedom itself was crushed
The voice of rebellion removed

A gardener come and ask them
Why are you sad?
Be not afraid
Times doesn't exist
Eternity has broken it

Ad illas quid quaeritis
Viventem cum mortius

Times doesn't exist
Eternity
Has broken it

Sap of immortals
Gardens of light
Green creepers
Grows from the rock
The time has come
Of the solar spark
Gardener you've raised
From, from the stars

Ad illas quid quaeritis
Viventem cum mortius