El Último Alado - Leyenda

Blanco corcel de glorioso perfil

Mueve lenta esa triste mirada

Erguido está cansado de buscar

Sin saber que le acechan de cerca

Busca sin descanso a su princesa

Para marchar juntos hasta el fin

Corre, vuela tal vez cabalgando deprisa

Salgas vivo de nuevo y

Corre, vuela tal vez no sea tarde

Y consigas volver

Noble guerrero harto de luchar

Huyes siempre a otro lugar

Vuela hasta el fin no te dejes cazar

Y que nunca decaiga tu afán

Despliega tus alas y adelante

Sal de aquí volando marcha ya

Corre, vuela tal vez cabalgando deprisa

Salgas vivo de nuevo y

Corre, vuela tal vez no sea tarde

Y consigas volver

White steed of glorious profile

Slowly move that sad look

Upright is tired of searching

Without knowing that they are stalking him closely

He tirelessly searches for his princess

To march together to the end

Run, fly maybe riding fast

Come out alive again and

Run, fly, maybe it's not too late

And you get back

Noble warrior tired of fighting

You always run away to another place

Fly to the end, don't let yourself be hunted

And may your desire never falter

Spread your wings and go ahead

Get out of here flying go now

Run, fly maybe riding fast

Come out alive again and

Run, fly, maybe it's not too late

And you get back