O céu marrom e alaranjado prende a respiração The brown and orange sky holds its breath Enquanto o sol se retira no horizonte distante As the sun retreats to the distant horizon E nossos corações palpitam ansiosamente And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine Porque em breve iremos nos estender em supinação And wait for sleep to overcome us E de algum lugar em nosso obscuro, Subconsciente enquanto estamos dormindo Se aproxima uma massa de vozes obsediantes se dilatando incessantemente Ressonando, gritos de vítimas esquecidas e seus prantos inocentes E o desesperado apelo por reconhecimento e recompensa Pequenas vozes, ecos dos nossos antepassados Nossos rostos pálidos e tristes se viram para o outro lado, Pequenas vozes, escondidas bem no fundo Porque nós negamos que elas têm algo a dizer E se nós não as confrontarmos elas nunca irão embora As bilhões de minúsculas partículas de brasa se apagam no céu da manhã Coberto de uma maravilha intensa e sombria Acordando nós carregamos uma paz superficial que demonstra o distúrbio Existente no interior de nossas mentes.
And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating Its screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices, echoes of our heritage Our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices, harbored deep within As we outwardly deny they have something to say And if we don't confront them they will never go away
The billions of tiny pinhole embers Fade into a morning sky filled with poignant morose wonder Waking we bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil That we carry deep inside
And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating Its screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices, echoes of our heritage Our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices, harbored deep within As we outwardly deny that they have something to say And if we don't confront them they will never go away Go away Go away!