Unicorn - Avylonia (That's How The Story Began)

AVYLONIA  (THAT'S  HOW  THE  STORY  BEGAN) 

Unicorn, la banda italiana, es otro de esos casos atípicos, fugaces y sorprendentes, en lo que a calidad se refiere, te chocas de pronto con una banda de un solo trabajo, como salida de ninguna parte, en una clave compositiva de power melódico un poco fuera de lo que su escena pudiera hacerte pensar a priori. Su único trabajo "The 13th sign" de 2005 deja un buen sabor de boca, hace que te preguntes la eterna cuestión en estos casos de por que no habran seguido estos tíos. Dejo hoy en el blog una de las canciones de su obra, concretamente "Avylonia" de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9gZDUPxRExM 

 

There was a king
With his reign
There was a king
Once upon a time

A flourishing
Extensive plane
With in the middle a shining kingdom
Avylonia

One day the wicked wizard tried to get hold of the crown
When he was discovered by the king and exiled from the town
He gathered the evil forces, swore revenge and flogged on it his spells
That's how the dark time began

We are the prisoners
We are compelled to fight
We are the prisoners
We'll keep on defending our life
We are the prisoners
We are compelled to fight
We are the prisoners
We'll make it defending our life

There was the king
With his knights
There was the steel
Tied by their sides

The strongest will
To be in front line
Repel the darkness and respect the order
“catch the traitor!”

the king turned to Serifal and whispered smiling: “my dear,
he says he is a wizard then we'll make him disappear.”
Getting serious looked at his men, mounted a horse and said only three words:
“fight with honour!!”

We are the prisoners
We are compelled to fight
We are the prisoners
We'll keep on defending our life
We are the prisoners
We are compelled to fight
We are the prisoners
We'll make it defending our life

At the end the scaffold took fire, while the wizard said his last words:
“People of this damned city I die but leave you two mementos,
The corpse of your beloved king, and a magic book of misfortunes
Made to destroy all of you!”

We are the prisoners
We are compelled to fight
We are the prisoners
We'll keep on defending our life
We are the prisoners
We are compelled to fight
We are the prisoners
We'll make it defending our life…….
……We are the prisoners
Because Avylonia will live! 

By Nash