Forty fathoms forward now / with swords shining bright Thirty thousand able men now / with hopes in their minds Rumbling gallops marching forward / eyes sparkling in the dark Trying to cast away the foreigners / in castles, on their mark "Charge!" said the leader / form a ferocious crusher And the crowd blew the horn / spirit elated so high "Destroy" screamed the soldiers Clinked the swords to form a thousand sparks Breathe the fire / flaming arrows through the sky Forming a parabola / piercing their ratinula Gushing the blood out / beneath the carambola Leader smoking the panetela They, forever relentless / fought for our land Amidst all the blood they sacrificed Rise from the ashes / now is the time Now is the time forgotten martyrs RISE, FORGOTTEN MARTYRS \M/ TDT \m/