We didn’t need a story, we didn’t n

We didn’t need a story, we didn’t need a real world
We just had to keep walking
And we became the stories, we became the places
We were the lights, the deserts, the faraway worlds
We were you before you even existed

I carry on, carry on, carry on
And after us the flood
Carry on, carry on, carry on
Our silver horn it leads the way
Banners of gold shine
In the cold, in the cold, in the cold
Footprints of snow
Blind from the road
Hail!

We carry on, carry on
Follow us, we are one
The battle’s fought, the deed is done
Our silver hum runs deep and strong
Hand to the heart, lips to the horn
Hand on my breast, I’ll keep you warm
Hail!

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Nu avem nevoie de o poveste, nu avem nevoie de o lume reala Am avut de a păstra de mers pe jos Şi am devenit povestiri, am devenit locurile Am fost luminile, deserturi, lumi îndepărtată Ne-ai fost înainte tu chiar a existatAm purta, transporta, transporta Si dupa noi Potopul Desfăşura, continua, transporta Noastre cornului de argint duce drumul Bannere de aur strălucire În frig, la rece, la rece Urme de zăpadă Orb la drum Bucura-te!Vom continua, transporta Urmaţi-ne, noi suntem una Au luptat lupta pe, fapta se face Noastre ruleaza de argint zumzet profund și puternic Mâna la inimă, buzele la corn Mâna pe pieptul meu, bolnav a păstra tine cald Bucura-te!