Her beauty moved the new world with a glare,

With a smile

To a land of heroes and glorious kings

They will one day be born, it has been written

In songs they will always remember her



You will have a little piece of time yourself

We will live like this forever



Many will be dead below your feet, o' vision of cruelty

For your sake heroes shall be born again

For there is vengeance in your eyes, it will mean torturing

And death unto the sons of the kings'



In your face, o' beautiful child

Are the signs of warning

And the entrails of your past