| Song | Primordial Breath |
| Artist | Eluveitie |
| Album | Live at Metalcamp |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The calling wind on my face | |
| Waving from the summoning of giants | |
| That heals my soul | |
| The virile fragrance of alpine tor | |
| The blowing breath of this fold | |
| That dreams me | |
| Pervading every single nook of existence | |
| Veidon anatlâ | |
| Trireinos koilon monis pantos | |
| Volevos kaion moricus | |
| Ni têrsos tenkos sves nâus-anatia | |
| In litaviâ votno-ûrâ | |
| Mê anatlô | |
| Qe tebô lama deivos skver-ollos | |
| [English translation:] | |
| Mumbling breath | |
| Flowing through the loins of my pain | |
| Plashing at the havens | |
| Of homeless sailors | |
| Mooring their soulships at the urgrounds shore | |
| I breathe in | |
| And touch the hand of the all-pervading | |
| Laden with the burden of this life | |
| The barque sails through endless waters | |
| Deep and dark | |
| Yet gestated pristinely and free | |
| Escorting to the biding warmth | |
| Of the womb | |
| "I'm a bard do you not vouchsafe my secrets to slaves | |
| I am a guide a judge if you sow you will labour" |
| The calling wind on my face | |
| Waving from the summoning of giants | |
| That heals my soul | |
| The virile fragrance of alpine tor | |
| The blowing breath of this fold | |
| That dreams me | |
| Pervading every single nook of existence | |
| Veidon anatl | |
| Trireinos koilon monis pantos | |
| Volevos kaion moricus | |
| Ni t rsos tenkos sves n usanatia | |
| In litavi votno r | |
| M anatl | |
| Qe teb lama deivos skverollos | |
| English translation: | |
| Mumbling breath | |
| Flowing through the loins of my pain | |
| Plashing at the havens | |
| Of homeless sailors | |
| Mooring their soulships at the urgrounds shore | |
| I breathe in | |
| And touch the hand of the allpervading | |
| Laden with the burden of this life | |
| The barque sails through endless waters | |
| Deep and dark | |
| Yet gestated pristinely and free | |
| Escorting to the biding warmth | |
| Of the womb | |
| " I' m a bard do you not vouchsafe my secrets to slaves | |
| I am a guide a judge if you sow you will labour" |
| The calling wind on my face | |
| Waving from the summoning of giants | |
| That heals my soul | |
| The virile fragrance of alpine tor | |
| The blowing breath of this fold | |
| That dreams me | |
| Pervading every single nook of existence | |
| Veidon anatl | |
| Trireinos koilon monis pantos | |
| Volevos kaion moricus | |
| Ni t rsos tenkos sves n usanatia | |
| In litavi votno r | |
| M anatl | |
| Qe teb lama deivos skverollos | |
| English translation: | |
| Mumbling breath | |
| Flowing through the loins of my pain | |
| Plashing at the havens | |
| Of homeless sailors | |
| Mooring their soulships at the urgrounds shore | |
| I breathe in | |
| And touch the hand of the allpervading | |
| Laden with the burden of this life | |
| The barque sails through endless waters | |
| Deep and dark | |
| Yet gestated pristinely and free | |
| Escorting to the biding warmth | |
| Of the womb | |
| " I' m a bard do you not vouchsafe my secrets to slaves | |
| I am a guide a judge if you sow you will labour" |