Participating in my city's life is the point of my enrichment
Every day you make, seal my devotion morestrongly
Taking the tools of [bad word] is binding me to my fellows
Everything I do signs further my worship for you Adam
I wake up every morning claiming our salvation
The one you handed down to us
I kneel down every night to celebrate [bad word] 

The one which has freed us
My name is Gorith, mainstay of the city, I drill the ground
My hands are working to extend life's lanes
I don't see the light, frozen are my eyes and blind is my mind
There's no place for tiredness when I must hear Adam's voice

Expiate our misdeeds
Mortify the past
new day [bad word] 
And it is to better serve us that you are arising at last

My name is Silva, messenger of the city, I transfer orders
My voice rises to enforce [bad word] 
I can't sleep anymore, my thoughts are divided, I' near madness
And it's to fight my wandering, that I keep moving

Expiate our misdeeds
Mortify the past
new day [bad word] 
And it is to better serve us that you are arising at last

Every day I wake up to scream my hunger
The one that stabs deep inside me
I kneel down every night to praise the feast
The one that feeds our souls

Expiate our troubles
Mortify the past
new day [bad word] 
And it is to better serve us that you are arising at last