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
