Welcome to the land of questions
Welcome to the isle of
Catoues caletoi
Urit namantas anrimius
Ro- te isarnilin -urextont,
Au glannab
Imm! Uelor! Uediumi! Gussu!
Andedion Uediiiumi Diiuion Risun Artiu
Artiu Mapon
Uro si tovo keitone, e'brgant tovo bargo
Toge si se met
Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs.
Satisfy your hunger for
Id-aidu diweido!
Loxsko - briwo anu sqrabo!
Geleo - Aidu deneibo!
What did I close in here?
I can't remember ever shedding
A nexus fruition
Whirling cognition
Ulterior, the failing of words
A pageant to
Original Gaulish:
andedion uediíumi diíiuion risun / artiu mapon(on) aruerri�
I raise my hand against ye, thief!
For we're accustomed to
I wonder what we have become...
A land so full of
Immi daga uimpi geneta,
lana beððos et' iouintutos.
Blatus ceti, cantla carami
Instrumental
"The "great wheel," the round cycle of the seasons, is
A folk of cheeriness and strength
content with the life they
As the shore is not sea nor land,
like the time
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