Crowds cheering their heroes,
They have returned from the conquest,
They are all so handsome,so brave,filled with pride and feelings of hope.
They have been far away for so long.
Gone to come back to this country
To come back home,Glories await them but nothing matters to them more than the woman in their life their childrens eyes their friends long gone their parents their blue courtyards filled with memories of their childhood and youth.

Gray skies,
The sea calls me,
Im to return to the depths of its cold arms.
For i was not to remain here forever.
I have to return where i came from,
But i know u will understand,
I have a dream every night,
I see the mountains from where i must begin my journey.
In search of myself.