The Great Celtiberia Lyrics
The land of our ancestors.The fire of our hearts...The great CeltiberiaAnother were the glorious times of the pagan splendour.Two great villages: The mighty Celtics and the sage IberiansSwords and shields united with the same finality...To defend the territory of the invader.At the heart of the forestThe pagan men congregate.The union of clans will be the sign of fraternityReverence and union of the clansA great kingdom is born of Celtics and IberiansThe great Celtiberia is borned of two great villagesWe'll guard from our fortified castorsIn the high up of the watch tower.The concord will prevail,The accord will determine at the Holy Teseras.We'll guide us under the sky and starsPreserving the cult to the millenary idols.Woods and mountains will be our hut,none culture will be stronger than ours.We are La Tene?s sonsWhen the new race forged.We are in carry of the banner of hateWhich will endure for ever and everOur race doesn't set back.Death better to fall in the invader's presence.This is the land.The land of our ancestors.The fire of our hearts...The great Celtiberia
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