Clamo Pelos Guardiões

Opre Roma
And Bakta Akana

Shadows along the road
My light will not serve

Blood of my veins
Will never spill

With your dagger in hand
And confrontational eyes

They seek the Sun of the Road
Between luck and justice
Without confronting the kingdom

I call upon the Guardians
Servants of the Higher Law

Gypsies of Sweat and Faith
In the Holy hours of time
Protect my spirit
Guard me in the Silver Moon
Make the gold of the Sun rise
Protect me with all light

I feel the strength of the stars
That crosses the soul and my feelings
The Salamander dances in the fire
It is hers all my service