The old man told me a story about a tall man

Brazuzan the man high as a hill

He was so big, that when he walked through the old village

People went back home and start to pray 



Each step of him all the ground shakes and it sounds

Like a hurricane, but no one knows how good was his good heart

Since he was a little kid he never had a friend

Only Grinch the fox and Lix the tree 

And he cried too much, was so sad, so sad, always felt alone

His tears became flood to the people

But one day Grinch came to know that Guilart-the evil giant-would came to the village bringing his evil horde ...

Coming the day on the hill of the wise

The meeting has succeed

The both seems like two walls colliding 

Blood in everywhere

Hammers hitting-Swords screaming

Giants falling down 

Guiliart headless -Bleeding Brazuzan 

...ground

On that day the unique who cried was the tree and the fox

And for short minutes the cry of the land was listened to everyone

The people felt band and they were full of blame -they loose a grandious man

And all the faery beings sung magical hymns for him

[Solo:Bruno]

Crying people coming from the village to his grave

Tears felt down on his tomb 

Praying from a possible return of the man

[Solo:Berne]

So Brazuzan came to rise up and with love of all the people

Became the great village guardian....



A fantastic party begins...