The bright of the night iluminates my armour My eyes stare and reward its brightness The blood of today still darkens my sword I still hear the echoes through the mountains Many fell, proved their value Fighting bravely until the last moment We honour these pagan souls Daring men who died for freedom Now I celebrate with the surviving braves our victory Soon we´ll be like many of these stars Memories of ancient warriors that Although they do not live anymore Still move us the fact of having once lived