A forgotten spear reaches the surface Emerging from the river that runs free Surrounded only by death And the wind drags the fog, which forbids him to see Death's blow goes unleashed Gone is the dawn that once lighted the bush Now rain comes from heavy clouds And the wind folds the hills in a rush The wind saw the face of the captain without a name Watching the fields, he saw a distant land Dark glance, distant mist This is the land that the world forgot But it remembered a man without past which in the natives' mind is lost Time is like wind Forests fustigate and thorns twist Where war does always exists He is fascinated with the wind on the trees This is the captain's legend Running and taming its land Where the winds run untied, folks fear forgotten cries The free land knows the time to be, and the moment of its victory