Rhama Lyrics

Bring me garlands made of gold

Carried from the same temple I was born

Back to the time



Wash my tongue it's taken by yours

I can't speak my mother, wish I learned it younger



Burn my possessions with a flame

Captured from the holy mountain in our plain

Bring me the sun



Golden sun, I'm waiting for you

I can taste my blessing

To take me to my real home



Bring me garlands made of gold

Carried from the same temple I was born

Back to the time



Wash my tongue it's taken by yours

I can't speak my mother, wish I learned it younger



Burn my possessions with a flame

Captured from the holy mountain in our plain

Bring me the sun



Golden sun, I'm waiting for you

I can taste my blessing

To take me to my real home