Translation of the song lyrics Banner of blasphemy - Agathodaimon

Banner of blasphemy (original)

Trei cruci de lemn, trei cruci enorme de lemn
Vopsite cu trei culori, pazesc pe marginea soselei
Fintina celor… crediciosi!
Trei cruci pe marginea soselei cu gesturi largi de miini bolnave
Opresc din drum pe calatori si parca-s trei spinzuratori
De care atirna trei crisosi…
Intr-o zi impinsi de-acelasi funerar indemn
Ca dou-armate puse una-n fata alteia
Cumintii se-ntilnira cu nebunii
Copiii mortilor de miine se-ntilnira cu parintii…
«Si-armatele-ncepura lupta la umbra crucilor de lemn
Deoparte flutura stindardul credintei… alb… curat…»
…ca albul cel curat, al florilor de nufar
Iar tricolorul nebuniei, inchis cu grija-n cite-in cufar
De craniu omenesc…
Sta gata sa se desfasoare la cea dintii ingenuncheare
A albului domnesc…
Insa-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum parea
Un tavan de catedrala ce se naruia
«Iar fumul din clopotnitele-aprinse deschidea-n albastrul:»
Drumul altui fum, mai greu, mai negru si-albastrul
se-nnegrea…
Si-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum parea
Un tavan de catedrala ce se naruia
Si multimea-nspaimintata, spre clopotnitele-aprinse
Se-ndrumeaza grupuri, grupuri, cei cuminti privesc plingind
Pling ca resturile unei armate-nvinse, iar nebunul sta deoparte
Si zimbeste … fredonind:
BLASFEMIE !!!
«Iar tricolorul nebuniei adapostea pe-nvingatori!!!»
English translate: Banner Of Blasphemy
Three wooden crosses
Three huge crosses of wood
Painted with three colors
On the margin of the road
Guarding the fountain of the believers
Three crosses
On the margin of the road
With gestures made by morbid hands
They hinder wanderers whilst passing
Like three gallows on holy lands
Where three christians are hanging…
Inclined by a funeral stir
On a fatal sky, so blur
Like two armies enticed to war
The mad have fallen upon the brave
The children of 'morrows dead
Their parents had met
In the shade of the wooden crosses
The armies began their battle
Aside… the banner of creedance flattered
White and clean
Like the cleanest white men have seen
And the blasphemic flag of madness
Safely embedded in each human skull
Was ready to unfold at the first
Subjugation of the royal white
On the same day, blackened by fumes
The heavens seem to be the ceiling
Of a collapsing cathedral, bleeding
And the fumes of the burning steeples
Opened in the celestial blue
The way of another fume
Blacker, heavier, and the blue
Has become black, too
So the horrified people
Hasten to the burning steeples
The brave behold whilst crying
Like the remnants of a defeated army
And the madmen stay aside
Grinning and humming: Blasphemy
And the tricolor of madness was sheltering
The conquerors!

(translation)

Three wooden crosses, three huge wooden crosses
Painted in three colors, they guard the side of the road
Fintina of the… believers!
Three crosses on the side of the road with wide gestures of sick hands
I stop the passengers on the road and it's like three hangmen
From which hang three chrysanthemums…
One day pushed by the same funeral urge
Like two armies, they stood in front of each other
The good ones met the madmen
The children of tomorrow's dead meet with their parents…
"And the armies began to fight in the shadow of the wooden crosses
The banner of faith… white… clean… flutters aside »
… Like the pure white of the water lily flowers
And the tricolor of madness, carefully locked in the trunk
The human skull…
She's ready to go to her knees
Of the royal white…
But that day the sky was black with smoke
A crumbling cathedral ceiling
"And the smoke from the lighted bells opened in the blue:"
The road of another smoke, heavier, blacker and bluer
blackened
And that day the sky was black with smoke
A crumbling cathedral ceiling
And the crowd-frightened, to the bell-lights
Guided groups, groups, the good ones watch crying
I cry like the remnants of a defeated army, and the madman stands aside
And he smiles… humming:
BLASPHEMY !!!
"And the tricolor of madness sheltered the winners !!!"
English translate: Banner Of Blasphemy
Three wooden crosses
Three huge crosses of wood
Painted with three colors
On the edge of the road
Guarding the fountain of the believers
Three crosses
On the edge of the road
With gestures made by morbid hands
They hinder wanderers whilst passing
Like three gallows on holy lands
Where three christians are hanging
Inclined by a funeral stir
On a fatal sky, so blur
Like two armies enticed to war
The mad have fallen upon the brave
The children of 'morrows dead
Their parents had met
In the shade of the wooden crosses
The armies began their battle
Aside… the banner of creedance flattered
White and clean
Like the cleanest white men have seen
And the blasphemic flag of madness
Safely embedded in each human skull
Was ready to unfold at the first
Subjugation of the royal white
On the same day, blackened by fumes
The heavens seem to be the ceiling
Of a collapsing cathedral, bleeding
And the fumes of the burning steeples
Opened in the celestial blue
The way of another fume
Blacker, heavier, and the blue
Has become black, too
So the horrified people
Hasten to the burning steeples
The brave behold whilst crying
Like the remnants of a defeated army
And the madmen stay aside
Grinning and humming: Blasphemy
And the tricolor of madness was sheltering
The conquerors!