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Sol que anuncia el día dorado del salvaje que aclama su territorio coronel rey soberano sin corona, solo su piel dora lo distingue de la nobleza, noy hay canción para los valiente solo la libertad de ser salvaje con honor y gloria, no hay llanto por los caídos solo su memoria se vuelve polvo en la tierra de los condenado en el ciclo de la vida.
La muerte se sorprende ante este rey que no le teme por su partida, siempre lo recordaran como el soberano de su pueblo, su grito es implacable como el rugir de un rayo que descienden del cielo, santo patrón de los salvaje con vida lejo de la mano del hombre y libre como todo un un rey de honor de la selva.
Free as the wind that separates from the soul and the shadow of a life, worth a hunter as a sentence to live, a brave king who dominates his territory taking care of his blood in the cycle of life, a sacred lineage with a new sovereign, wild beast for not having the dark as his arm as his ally that comes with death.
Sun that heralds the golden day of the savage who acclaims his territory colonel sovereign king without a crown, only his golden skin distinguishes him from the nobility, there is no song for the brave only the freedom to be wild with honor and glory, there is no crying for the fallen only their memory turns to dust in the land of the condemned in the cycle of life.
Death is surprised by this king who is not afraid of his departure, they will always remember him as the sovereign of his people, his cry is implacable like the roar of lightning that descends from heaven, patron saint of the savage with life far from the hand of man and free as an honorable king of the jungle.