Here before the mist who float above our souls
The sealed fate wait for us
An anguish for those say farewell
Mounted men with flags will never return
A silence calms the unsettled spirit
Each man has to face his own journey inside
But only through their conquer and effort
May have a pure conscience to take a victory
Mounted men with flags never will return
The sealed fate that wait for us
Here before the mist who float above our souls
The sealed fate wait for us
An anguish for those say farewell
Mounted men with flags will never return
Hear the crying of prendas who had their losses
Until today whisper blows of those who died in battle
Gallop in the field innocence of the pago
Which will run free until the end of time