1. May God reward the brave with the reward of sincerity
When the fires of wars are kindled

2. My certainty is in his forehead and shoulders
And I will support him with the constant blows

3. And I will warm him when the north wind blows
A cold night after the south wind

4. I see the people of that when he strives
The shepherds of the neighborhood in search of milk

5. He sometimes fails and sometimes benefits
And he grieves the resentful with doubt

6. When the brave fattens, the meeting approaches
That annoys the old man with fresh milk

7. Strong, broad-shouldered, a soft body
In it the traces of fangs are like woodlice

8. And I force him to the heroes until
He is seen like purple dye

9. Are you not my friend the day we met
With a sword and my friend the day of the dune