Anomalocaris (English Version)

In the days of old when giants roamed,

A phantom of the past, where life once pulsed,

Ghosts of the Cambrian period glide through the oceans,

Every heartbeat echoes loudly in the silence.

It glides through coral canyons, silver and swift,

With these lapping appendages, so graceful in their dance,

Two graceful arms reach for the stars,

Multifaceted visions in light and darkness.

Riding the tides of a primeval stream,

Beneath the waves, where shadows dance.

Anomalocaris, rise up high,

With a heart of thunder and a spirit to fly,

In the face of trials, we will not bend,

Together we conquer, we stand 'til the end.

Anomalocaris keeps the old days alive,

But time passes like the waves on the shore,

And moments we cherish crumble into dust forever,

But I see you gliding in the corners of my mind.

Life is cyclical, we are all just passing through,

But your spirit remains like a faded color.

We write our own stories, but they are all intertwined,

In the flow of the ages, when the stars are favorable.

In the shimmering depths, let the stories unfold,

For every lost creature, there is a song in stone.

Anomalocaris, rise up high,

With a heart of thunder and a spirit to fly,

In the face of trials, we will not bend,

Together we conquer, we stand 'til the end.

Under the stars, as the night unfolds,

The stories of his bravery are lovingly told,

From the whispers of the ancients to the legends.....

Anomalocaris, rise up high,

With a heart of thunder and a spirit to fly,

In the face of trials, we will not bend,

Together we conquer, we stand 'til the end.

So let us march with our heads held high,

Anomalocaris, let's roam the depths.