The stars guide us
Hands that follow united in the time
From fathers to sons
An only race, our village

An Iberian lance goes through whole Hibernia

Leanage of great warriors
Strong nobility as iron
Blood of great gods
A cult to their traditions
Forged in the plains and forests
In the mountains and valleys
Home of myths and legends

Every man, a destiny
Invincible pride
Our edges marked with the blood
The great day has come

Our screams and hymns
Will deafen to any enemy
Today black banners
Fill the battlefields
Touched by the lugos's wisdom
His ravens guide us in the battle
Aulos and drums
Sacred canticles of war
Death is a honour
In the celtiberian land

The tour through the centuries, we'll never forget our roots
Heroes against the empire, the long quest of a dream
Hear the past and feel his power, it's has the key toward immortality
Under the megalithism that saw to born us, homage: Blood and honour

Treason is a dammed word, a word that provokes anger
And dread among clans; of her that nothing scapes
Because don't have return and that pay with the life
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth