We’ve been sown, grown here on the soil
With roots that burrow deep
We’ve been long left, but edges of the coil now
Closer ever creep
Elders, tellers, keepers of the bygone
Treasures of the dirt
Brush and string we and scribble and we sing
And dig for the annals of the earth
And we try try try
To keep a little beauty in the world
All that died died died
We keep it in our hands
In their dark clouds, blackening the sun
They came down to the shores
Motors hard, loud
wicked - malvado
tellers - cajeros
voice - voz
treasures - tesoros
string - cuerda
still - todavía
pillars - pilares
prophet - profeta
peace - paz
overcome - superar
never - nunca
motors - motores
bygone - pasado
world - mundo
brush - cepillo
bridges - puentes
hands - manos
blackening - ennegrecimiento
beaten - vencido
rigid - rígido
burrow - madriguera
shadow - sombra
scribble - garabato
edges - bordes
annals - anales
anymore - nunca más
beauty - belleza
shores - orillas
clouds - nubes
creep - arrastrarse
craving - ansia
casting - fundición
earth - tierra
little - pequeño
elders - ancianos
fading - desvanecimiento
their - su
roots - las raices
closer - cerca
grown - crecido
keepers - guardianes
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