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[Indiana Jones]

Skiltron es un grupo musical argentino de Folk Metal (también considerado Celtic Metal) formado en 2004. Su música se caracteriza por la mezcla o fusión del heavy metal con la llamada "música celta" y/o folk nórdico europeo, por cuanto combina los instrumentos convencionales del rock (guitarra, bajo y batería), con instrumentos tradicionales de la música celta (gaita, whistle, violín, etc.).

El líder, creador y principal compositor de la banda es el guitarrista Emilio Souto.

Dicha fusión musical es frecuente en numerosos grupos de toda Europa, pero es particularmente excepcional en Sudamérica, y mucho más aún, en Argentina, siendo Skiltron un grupo pionero del género.

(с) http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skiltron


Официальный сайт группы

http://www.skiltron.net/

[Indiana Jones]

Swords and shields ready for war.
Blood and courage into the battle.
Armies whose marching makes the earth shake,
Never being afraid of those they will face.

Tartans and bagpipes have joined in fury.
The clans have united along the country.
The rival’s blood again will be shedding,
Dyeing the lowland’s valleys and rivers.

To face the tyranny, for us it's and will be a must,
And it's a right fight against them.
Sharp your steel and ride your horse
To the victory we go!

Savage and brave men are forging their destiny,
So in the future they will not repent,
For giving it all, their names and their lives,
Remaining engraved for posterity.
Tartans and bagpipes will keep the marching,
In the earth, in heaven, in eternity.
And finally then, forever and ever,
The pride of the country will shine again.

To face the tyranny, for us it's and will be a must,
And it's a right fight against them.
Sharp your steel and ride your horse
To the victory……

To face the tyranny, for us it's and will be a must,
And it's a right fight against them.
Sharp your steel and ride your horse
To the victory we go!

[Indiana Jones]

Follow the wind without thinking about it,
Breaking it all, facing the storm!
Fearless and faster than everything else,
Avoiding death, even in hell!
Taking the baton, heading the race.
Becoming the wildest, go for them!
Freeway the road, get to the end.
No step back.

Roaring like a lion,
Hitting up the night.
Come and cross the fire,
Need to get some more,
Ruling all the world.

Turning it all down,
Fast and wild!
Leading all the hordes.
Born to be the one,
Fast and wild!
Going high, going loud.

Rising from ashes, leaving the darkness,
Writing grounds and fields with blood!
No time for tears, show no remorse,
Only a few will survive!
Damned horizons are coming today.
Revealing the day, crashing the fate!
I'm loading the weapons, follow me now,
Time to fight.

Roaring like a lion,
Hitting up the night.
Come and cross the fire,
Need to get some more,
Ruling all the world.

Turning it all down,
Fast and wild!
Leading all the hordes.
Born to be the one,
Fast and wild!
Going high, going loud.

[Indiana Jones]

COMING TO HELP FROM THE WEST, SHOWING WILLPOWER THEMSELVES.
WITHOUT FEAR THEY CAME, JOINED US TILL THE END
TO PROVE THEY CAN REINFORCE ANY NOBLE COUSE,
BROTHERHOOD FROM OTHER BLOOD GIVING US THEIR WORD.

RESTLESS AFTER RIDING AND RUNNING ALL THE NIGHT,
NO MATTER HOW FAR, TO FIGHT WITH PRIDE THEY ARE.
AS TRUE WARRIORS THEY’RE BORN AND FIGHTING THEY WILL DIE,
LEAVING ALL THEY HAVE TO DEFEND THEIR LANDS.

COMING FROM THE WEST, THEY WERE ALL, THEY WERE HELP.
GUIDED BY OURSELVES, WE COULD DO IT, THANKS TO THEM !

OUTNUMBERED FURIOUS TROOPS WITHOUT NOTHING TO LOSE,
THE WORST NIGHTMARE UNEXPECTED THE TIME HAS EVER MADE
ALMOST BARE MEN, BUT WITH A FILLED HEART.
BRAVERY AS ANYMORE THE HISTORY WOULD SHOW.

DEVOTIONAL MEN WHO HAVE A STRONG SOUL HERITAGE.
COUNTRYMEN OR NOT UNITED WE’LL BE MORE.
AS TRUE WARRIORS THEY’RE BORN, AND FIGHTING THEY WILL DIE,
LEAVING ALL THEY HAVE TO DEFEND THEIR LANDS.

COMING FROM THE WEST, THEY WERE ALL, THEY WERE HELP.
GUIDED BY OURSELVES, WE COULD DO IT, THANKS TO THEM !

COMING FROM THE WEST, THEY WERE ALL, THEY WERE HELP.
GUIDED BY OURSELVES, WE COULD DO IT, THANKS TO THEM !

[Indiana Jones]

I wonder why you can't live
Your miserable life without trying to ruin
Who talls in your crafty built trap.
And it's then when your poisoned blood
Starts running along through your veins
And your sting stalks your victim,
To satisfy your thirst of evilness
Even knowing you've got a mistaken target.

With your skin-made mask you look like an angel
But in your hand you hide a knife,
Which you like to sink slowly
Before your final stab right on the back.

Like the wolf from the tale, like a disguised devil.
If you are a christian my question is:
What part of "don't lie" you misunderstood?
Take all your banners and burn with them,
Like takes its course and you go to hell.
I'm feel like a Rezso's disciple,
He had success in his intentions.
That's why I'm here,
Because i will follow his steps.

With your skin-made mask you look like an angel
But in your hand you hide a knife,
Which you like to sink slowly
Before your final stab right on the back.