I look of these mountains
The beauty touches my spirit
I smell the flowers
And I hear the sound of the rivers
I pray to God for my life and for my sins
That I have mad in this war, I lost my soul
Everything that I want is in my heart
This is my last dawn, it’s time to go
I’ll give my sword to my brother
My body to earth and my soul to the sky
Green valleys of my land and cold waters
Give me a last song
I can’t fight any more in this tiring war
I was not so meek but I helped many poor
This is my expiation
I am not as bad as I could been
