The Day Of Strife

Imi gdonios riios rijiaspe toutias

The mountains trembled

When the Antumnos' doors opened wide

The ancient one stepped forth

To bring to justice the grim tyrants

A withered-skinned old man

Divine Logos upon him

His words alike the arrows in his quiver

We followed him

Our ears tethered to the divine tongue

The ancient wise of Antumnos

Our burning strength - our beacon light - our freedom's drown

On the day of strife

Two daughters born in pain

To the reign of life

Their dawning glory will shine

"Seseroneos! Ferocious giant o Tauriscus! You wroth bull

Long enough have you trampled over these lands!"

A raddled aged man

Vanquished the oppressor

And reclaimed the lands of the West

Our salvation - our victory

As our lands bloomed again

And Celtos' children grew

Ogmios returned to Antumnos

To attend Gobanno's feast