Heil to you, Lord of the mountains.
Farewell, people of the low Earth.
I have come to see these lands
Where the man and his mate fight the world.
For that I raise my eyes to the skies,
Where the moon and the sun won’t unite.
Heil to those who had found where to unite.
Farewell, Lord of the mountains.
I walked many miles to reach the skies,
And found nothing but pain on this Earth.
What have I done to the world?
Shall I get back to my lands.
My eyes cry from looking at stranger lands.
Not even reality and my sight unite.
Look how wounded is the world;
I only see a horde of mountains
Keeping their heads up to the Earth,
And asking mercy from the skies.
But there are no more angels in the skies.
There are no more people on these lands.
Only then, I know my place on Earth.
And with my thoughts, I finally unite.
I do not belong to the mountains,
And neither do I belong to this world.
I only praise for beauty in this world,
And keep my eyes on the skies
From where I watch the mountains.
I will reconquer those lands;
These people I will unite
In one only Nation on Earth.
Heil to me, Lord of the upper Earth.
Farewell, people of the low world.
Shall you against me unite,
And I will unleash from anger the skies.
I have come to watch these lands
From where I stand on the lonely mountains.
I will descend from the skies.
I shall rule these lands,
And bring back peace to the mountains.