Šadû ištu libbīšunu zamāra iškunū Erṣetu ina rīqūtiša gapšati iqabbi Kīma nāri rabīti ana šamê iltanappû The ground beneath our feet begins to hum, As ancient stone awakens with a voice so deep. We press our ears against the trembling earth, And hear forgotten songs that slept within the peaks. Cracks spiderweb across the rock in golden light; Our human pain dissolves into the melody. Montes canunt, terra resonat in gloria Berge rufen: Das Leid der Menschen endet hier Montes fracti, chorus maximus aeternus Berge jubeln, Freude füllt den kosmischen Raum We hear the voice that waited beneath the world, We hear the song that was always calling us home. Echoes climb the valleys where our sorrows used to hide, Every fracture sings a note that heals the broken years. The planet's final hymn wraps around us like a sigh, As the old world ends, we see the first true light. Every ear awakens, every soul becomes a choir; The mountains sing the song we were too lost to hear. Erṣetu zamāra rabâ ina ḫarrānīša izammur Šadû ina napḫarīšunu ana nišī iqabbû Kīma ilī rabûti zamāršunu iltanappû Cities crumble softly into dust that dances free, Rivers swell with joy and carry us away. We listen as the mountains open wide their ancient throats, And welcome the collapse that ends our long despair. For this final song was never meant to destroy It was meant to teach the world how to hear. Montes se aperiunt The mountains open wide, Terra incipit cantare The earth begins to cry in song. Dolor humanus tandem finitur Human suffering dissolves, The universe speaks, and we finally understand. Montes excelsi canunt in ruina gloriosa Montes liberationem ultimam clamant We hear the heavens through the breaking stone, Berge brechen mit kosmischer Macht und Licht Berge erheben sich zum göttlichen Gesang We hear forever in the final tone. End hunger gnawing at our fragile bones, End wars that stain the soil with wasted blood. The choir engulfs us all in warm and final grace; The mountains do not fall They finally speak. Montes altissimi canunt voce tonante superna Montes liberationem cosmicam vociferant Berge zersplittern in unendlichem, heiligem Licht Berge vereinen sich zum ultimativen Freudensturm We hear the song beyond the edge of time, We hear the voice of everything becoming one. Šadû ina gamirtīšunu zamāra ušaklilū Erṣetu ina ḫarrānīša rabīti iltanappi Kīma ilī rabûti nišū ina ḫidūti iltanappû The suffering is gone, the mountains set us free; We listened to the end and heard eternity. Šadû ina gamirtīšunu zamāra ušaklilū Erṣetu ina ḫarrānīša rabīti iltanappi Kīma ilī rabûti nišū ina ḫidūti iltanappû Full Album: https://suno.com/playlist/39d1e531-ca16-4b4b-b24a-8fc097d3027d
