Grito de Libertad
Bajo el yugo del imperio un hombre se alzó
por la sangre, que su pueblo, vertió el invasor.
Por su palabra fue junto a su credo fuente de inspiración,
creció su nombre templado a fuego, valiente corazón.
A los clanes mostró su honor, ignorando el poder,
marchaba firme tras su ideal: las cadenas romper
Sus victorias le precedían hasta que la traición
clavó en su espalda su cobardía, presa de la ambición.
Entregado al fin, fue condenado, su sentencia aceptó.
Ni la tortura, ni la injusticia quebraron su valor.
Con el ultimo aliento dio, a un agónico rey,
su eterno grito de libertad, sin suplicar ni ceder.
"Como el tiempo, persistiré, eco en el viento soy, continuaré"
Cry of Freedom
Under the yoke of the empire a man rose up
for the blood, that his people, shed by the invader.
By his word he was, along with his creed, a source of inspiration,
his name grew tempered by fire, brave heart.
To the clans he showed his honor, ignoring the power,
he marched firmly after his ideal: to break the chains.
His victories preceded him until betrayal
stabbed his back with cowardice, prey to ambition.
Finally surrendered, he was condemned, accepted his sentence.
Neither torture, nor injustice broke his courage.
With his last breath, to a dying king,
he gave his eternal cry of freedom, without begging or yielding.
"Like time, I will persist, I am an echo in the wind, I will continue"