Crom cruachThere, rose a high idol after many battles
Which was called the Crom-Cruach
He would break any peace between the tribes
He was their god
Crom the withered in thick mists
Those who were frightened
Never would reach the High Kingdoms
There were hurting themselves
There were beating palms,
Hammering their bodies
While mourning in the name of the fallen One
Enslaving them
They were shedding endless floods of tear
Which was called the Crom-Cruach
He would break any peace between the tribes
He was their god
Crom the withered in thick mists
Those who were frightened
Never would reach the High Kingdoms
There were hurting themselves
There were beating palms,
Hammering their bodies
While mourning in the name of the fallen One
Enslaving them
They were shedding endless floods of tear
Aço cromLá, levantou-se um alto ídolo depois de muitas batalhas
Que foi chamado Crom-Cruach
Ele quebraria qualquer paz entre as tribos
Ele era o deus deles
Crom, o murcho em névoas grossas
Aqueles que estavam com medo
Nunca alcançaria os Reinos Altos
Estavam se machucando
Bateram palmas,
Martelando seus corpos
Enquanto luto em nome do Um caído
Escravizando-os
Eles estavam derramando intermináveis inundações de lágrimas
Que foi chamado Crom-Cruach
Ele quebraria qualquer paz entre as tribos
Ele era o deus deles
Crom, o murcho em névoas grossas
Aqueles que estavam com medo
Nunca alcançaria os Reinos Altos
Estavam se machucando
Bateram palmas,
Martelando seus corpos
Enquanto luto em nome do Um caído
Escravizando-os
Eles estavam derramando intermináveis inundações de lágrimas
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