| The empire beyond the seas | |
| When sun does not decease | |
| Glory to my king | |
| Greatest is our land | |
| Honour and glory to my good king | |
| King of both the land and sea | |
| We wish may god save my king | |
| For ever I will be the prince | |
| From Uruguay to Philippines | |
| But my sigh of remorse | |
| Just prays god for peace and force | |
| Tears in my eyes never convince | |
| But more defy with weight of sins | |
| To reply to my pain | |
| With more punish once again | |
| But the pride | |
| To decide | |
| My people's fate | |
| Makes me fight | |
| For their right | |
| At any rate | |
| Because Spain is my kingdom | |
| Like a golden dream of greatness | |
| Our olden land will sing | |
| Songs of the glory | |
| Songs of our king | |
| O, Philip the Second | |
| By our lord enthroned | |
| With all power | |
| I can't fall lower | |
| It's the hour | |
| Death is around | |
| (The Prince is dead laying in his bed) | |
| Is this, Lord, my reward | |
| (Mourning and pain the king's insane) | |
| My places will be Escorial | |
| Built, in place esoterical | |
| The earth and heaven will be one | |
| Forgetting the loss of my son | |
| (Magia, sueños, son sus dueños, sombras, gritos en sus ritos) | |
| In my nightmares, I see a black dog | |
| Keeper of the hell's door | |
| Coming our from fog | |
| Whispers of the dream of Solomon | |
| (Rojas llamas, negras damas, duelo eterno, cielo, infierno) | |
| The horoscopes foretell | |
| Hanna be my Queen | |
| And from our love spell | |
| An heir's been foreseen | |
| Never dies | |
| The spirit of sacrifice | |
| Of my king who gives | |
| His life so that his dream lives | |
| For his land | |
| He makes what can't understand | |
| No one useless him | |
| God and him |
| The empire beyond the seas | |
| When sun does not decease | |
| Glory to my king | |
| Greatest is our land | |
| Honour and glory to my good king | |
| King of both the land and sea | |
| We wish may god save my king | |
| For ever I will be the prince | |
| From Uruguay to Philippines | |
| But my sigh of remorse | |
| Just prays god for peace and force | |
| Tears in my eyes never convince | |
| But more defy with weight of sins | |
| To reply to my pain | |
| With more punish once again | |
| But the pride | |
| To decide | |
| My people' s fate | |
| Makes me fight | |
| For their right | |
| At any rate | |
| Because Spain is my kingdom | |
| Like a golden dream of greatness | |
| Our olden land will sing | |
| Songs of the glory | |
| Songs of our king | |
| O, Philip the Second | |
| By our lord enthroned | |
| With all power | |
| I can' t fall lower | |
| It' s the hour | |
| Death is around | |
| The Prince is dead laying in his bed | |
| Is this, Lord, my reward | |
| Mourning and pain the king' s insane | |
| My places will be Escorial | |
| Built, in place esoterical | |
| The earth and heaven will be one | |
| Forgetting the loss of my son | |
| Magia, sue os, son sus due os, sombras, gritos en sus ritos | |
| In my nightmares, I see a black dog | |
| Keeper of the hell' s door | |
| Coming our from fog | |
| Whispers of the dream of Solomon | |
| Rojas llamas, negras damas, duelo eterno, cielo, infierno | |
| The horoscopes foretell | |
| Hanna be my Queen | |
| And from our love spell | |
| An heir' s been foreseen | |
| Never dies | |
| The spirit of sacrifice | |
| Of my king who gives | |
| His life so that his dream lives | |
| For his land | |
| He makes what can' t understand | |
| No one useless him | |
| God and him |
| The empire beyond the seas | |
| When sun does not decease | |
| Glory to my king | |
| Greatest is our land | |
| Honour and glory to my good king | |
| King of both the land and sea | |
| We wish may god save my king | |
| For ever I will be the prince | |
| From Uruguay to Philippines | |
| But my sigh of remorse | |
| Just prays god for peace and force | |
| Tears in my eyes never convince | |
| But more defy with weight of sins | |
| To reply to my pain | |
| With more punish once again | |
| But the pride | |
| To decide | |
| My people' s fate | |
| Makes me fight | |
| For their right | |
| At any rate | |
| Because Spain is my kingdom | |
| Like a golden dream of greatness | |
| Our olden land will sing | |
| Songs of the glory | |
| Songs of our king | |
| O, Philip the Second | |
| By our lord enthroned | |
| With all power | |
| I can' t fall lower | |
| It' s the hour | |
| Death is around | |
| The Prince is dead laying in his bed | |
| Is this, Lord, my reward | |
| Mourning and pain the king' s insane | |
| My places will be Escorial | |
| Built, in place esoterical | |
| The earth and heaven will be one | |
| Forgetting the loss of my son | |
| Magia, sue os, son sus due os, sombras, gritos en sus ritos | |
| In my nightmares, I see a black dog | |
| Keeper of the hell' s door | |
| Coming our from fog | |
| Whispers of the dream of Solomon | |
| Rojas llamas, negras damas, duelo eterno, cielo, infierno | |
| The horoscopes foretell | |
| Hanna be my Queen | |
| And from our love spell | |
| An heir' s been foreseen | |
| Never dies | |
| The spirit of sacrifice | |
| Of my king who gives | |
| His life so that his dream lives | |
| For his land | |
| He makes what can' t understand | |
| No one useless him | |
| God and him |
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