The warrior comes from the history, with the sword and the steed
Fight with the enemy, burn the castles, all for the sturdy faith
The dismal color of death, pervades in the sky
The massive wound in his side, and the blood is his pride
Although the battle is hard, the life will not be last
But mother and sweetheart are always in his heart
Eternal lights in the world are life's flickers and death
My warrior, wish to be a bird, and spread his wings flying high
I walk down the old streets, try to find the mark
The winds of wisdom blow are all for the eternal Gloria
My warrior never is alone; together our hearts beat as one
We will fight all along, one for all, all for one!
Fight with the enemy, burn the castles, all for the sturdy faith
The dismal color of death, pervades in the sky
The massive wound in his side, and the blood is his pride
Although the battle is hard, the life will not be last
But mother and sweetheart are always in his heart
Eternal lights in the world are life's flickers and death
My warrior, wish to be a bird, and spread his wings flying high
I walk down the old streets, try to find the mark
The winds of wisdom blow are all for the eternal Gloria
My warrior never is alone; together our hearts beat as one
We will fight all along, one for all, all for one!