The roots of our kingdom shall never wither
They tore it from us, but it shall be purified
We will not forget the blood of the innocent spilled

We do not forget the punishments we endured
Nor the injustices we continue to suffer
We do not tolerate the lie that they saved us
Nor their God, who will never do a thing for us

Lay offerings for the fallen
And speak their names with honor
Their memories and souls will always return to us
Their names and hearts will always dwell within us

You committed a massacre in the name of God
Believing you would win Heaven for it
You wait for the arrival of a savior king
Do you truly believe you are your Lord's creation?

Will you justify an invasion with dubious sacrifices?
You slaughtered wise women and called them witches

You call a massacre a discovery?
You exile the true owners of the soil you tread upon

¿Crees que de verdad eres creación de tu señor?
Liar