Letra de Lost Time

Wounded spirits Of the human kind, Haunting the holy sites Of a past time! Whispering prayers, In an ancient language, They don't hear anymore The march of the ages. Looking around I can feel they were here: The men coming from a lost time. Lay(ing) on the ground, I can hear in the wind Voices calling from a lost time. They dry their tears, As they see what became The earth of ancestors Where they had a name. Now lonely souls With only the memory, We have in our blood A part of their story. Looking around I can feel they were here: The men coming from a lost time. Lay(ing) on the ground, I can hear in the wind Voices calling from a lost time. My body Is here, But my soul Is lost in the maze of time. I see The future, The past and the scenes of my life, And I Wonder why My soul is torn between these times. Wounded spirits Of the human kind, Haunting the holy sites Of a past time! Whispering prayers, In an ancient language, They don't hear anymore The march of the ages. Looking around I can feel they were here: The men coming from a lost time. Lay(ing) on the ground, I can hear in the wind Voices calling from a lost time.