Dragons

There's dragons flying when the day is young

You can see their shapes waving in the clouds

Like fireworks lighting up the air

Spreading their wings higher than the [?]

Ancestral power and wise spirits

Standing imperious on top of misty hills

In the battle [?]

Falling in, falling in

On their ennemies graves

[Chorus]

Quiet and fearless

They are facing the death

Calm like a lake

But feral as a snake

And the bones will creak when the dragon is awake

Cause the kung fu master makes no mistakes

Early when the day is young

The dragons are going on the hills

Working on their skills

And these words are fast and the spirits sharp

In the battle they'll be last on the field to fall apart

Traditional technics, moving on the rhythmics

The powers of the phoenix and the fury of their kings

For the wires at the North

Dying is an honor and the faster is the winner

When their are spreading on the terror

[Chorus x2]

Dragons fire

Higher than the sky

[?]

Descend on the battle cry the enemy