In the time of fieves and lordship

A village controlled by

A bitter lord who didn't care about serves

He choose the poorest farmers

Children, men, and wives

He delighted in making them immure

We want to escape

From this cold and dank prison

Free our soul from thousand

Thousand years of cries

We need to revenge

We want justice to be made

We will put our vengeance

On the descendants

In the time of the fifth republic

A castle owned by

A family who didn't care about me

They were found eviscerated

Children, men, and wives

Witnesses saw shadows vanishing away