Earthquake, disjoining mountains Treacherous sea, gulping the trees The time of the earth has finally come Breaking itself, parting with all Black clouds, concealing the light Eruptions of red rivers of death A ravenous drought is draining the life Ínia's might has to be unleashed Between the furthest mountains So tells an ancient myth The crystal of life Holds a goddess inside Under the erin valley Surrounded by glowing mist Hidden from all Ínia, jailed in glass "Watch out!" yells a grown man Saving the life of his comrades Furious windstorms are chasing his band They cling to the trees, firmly they stand Mad quest, keeping the faith Foolish hope, guiding their way Every wise man warns about this Ínia is fantastic and doesn't exist Quake carnivore Breaking the floor Volcano explodes Burning red throat Between the furthest mountains So tells an ancient myth The crystal of life Holds a goddess inside Under the erin valley Surrounded by glowing mist Hidden from all Ínia, jailed in glass Few have dodged the death At last they got there It's been a long way But the crystal is in their hands Healing green burst And clear waters reviving the dead Lands with its touch Growing life, the planet shines again Healing green burst And clear waters reviving the dead Lands with its touch Growing life, the planet shines again