Cavalry (English Version)

I will not go astray on the throne Tyranny cultivates (blooms) disobedience If I die a hundred times I will come back a hundred times as a polished sword Get an army that resembles me We cling to some and we are hard to others Your army and the cavalry Don't decide for me Don't decide my heart Don't decide for me At the bottom of each height is soil The polished pens are scolded The mountain is supported They begin once they are done Through power you build with silence Every voice raised to attack Your army and the cavalry Don't decide for me Don't decide my heart Don't decide for me Your army strengthens my heart You won't break me Your army strengthens my heart You won't break me You all have your values We have love You have your habits We have music You have your tradition We have the future You have your values And we have love