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