Masters Of The Field - Bruno Coulais (布鲁诺.库列斯)

Up above gathered on a field of clouds

Crowded a lot down in the lowlands

Waiting for their time

Waiting and calling' calling out for rain

To leave the skies down in the lowlands

Masters of the field

Wings wind set in the teeth of the wind

The old beasts feathered wild beasts

Masters of the field

Eagle dancers' wings that shape the wind

Carving the clouds into spirit

Sufis of the air

Dervish dancers summoning the sun

To tint the mist don on the lowlands

Masters of the field

Wings wind set in the teeth of the wind

The old beasts feathered wild beasts

Masters of the field

Masters of the field

Masters of the field

Masters of the field