Paroles de Eimos To Katum (We're Marching To War)

Kainika matir du Kainiko magos teue Briges sklitoi abounu kue Kanumi teus teirus! Kom lamabis to nemom Touta ibrei-eni keltum, Touta meno ateros Guedimi boudiam deium! Auo, aou eimi Samai noktei deiuoi, Uisrom garuom doe moi Liteis karnukas kanunei! Nertokoi uta boudiakoi Oskas einti to dunom, Nertokom anman ansrom To katum eimos lutiakoi! [Beautiful motherland Beautiful your plain And mountains cut by the river I sing to your lands With hands to the sky Celtic people in iberia, Folk of my father, I ask the gods for victory Away, away I go Tonight, gods, Give me your strength Let the carnyx sound! Strong and victorious Those who march to the fort, Strong is our name Lutians, we're marching to war!]