in the sands a legend was born

the white sands of the great desert
are tinged with a crimson hue
so much blood that this morning ran...
the young king ran to his death
dragging with him the nobility,
with him almost dying a nation...
Alcacér Quibir will be at the beginning
a shadow in the history of a nation
one has lost the unwary Sebastião...
rode quickly through arrows and bombards,
plunging into the midst of the enemy,
not to be seen anymore...
nation of poets and dreamers
soon there a legend was born -
the desired one will return on a foggy morning...