Rough Translation:
Fame carries a different sound
excited voices already know
Proclaim man's reign
to go to the good life
I put the sword first
and also my brother second
The King in time believes
his senses, no longer the sermon
Magma flows in rivers
It is futile to run
into the half-life
you will also be taken
Name you all know the person
The body does not increase
But when they make to flee alone
that figure eats well
the only name
Fortune wishes fruition
to compare yet with sacred
sacredness makes
to make you fear its wrath.
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