Senhor, Per Los Nostres Peccatz

Lord, for our sins
You believe in the strength of the Saracens
Jerusalem is taken by force
And you still don’t get paid
Because the king of Morocco commands
That all the kings of Christendom
Fight with their treachery
Against the faith of the true Christians

All the alcavists you send:
Moorish, barbaric, and vile
And let no one remain fat or greedy
So that they all don’t get caught
Never has a lesser flood not poured
As they pass and take their place
The slaughter of the thousands
Let them be treated like sheep
And let no sprouts or roots remain

So many have been chosen that you’ve picked
That they all claim the world as theirs
Moroccans, Marabouts
They’re begging in the fields
They say to their master: "Free us, give us a place!
Our presence and our burdens
In the town, all the best!"
Never have such fierce gaps been heard
From the false cases, their laws, so wretched

Emperor, you hear this
And the king of France and his cousins
And the English king, as you see
That they help the king of Spain!
For never has a better servant
To serve God been found
With Him, you will conquer all cases
Who mocks Baphomet
And the renegades, other scum

Jesus Christ, who has redeemed us
So that our faith may be good
He shows us what is right
That with repentance we are forgiven
The sin that Adam committed
And He wants to make us firm and certain
If we believe, with the sovereigns
He will place us, and we will be the guide
Over the false traitors cast out

Let’s not leave our heritage
Since I sit in the great faith
In the black cases of the overseas
That none may be perpetuated
Before damnation touches us!
Portuguese, Gallic, Castilian
Navarre, Aragon, Sardinia
We have them all in our grasp
For they have been rejected and united

When they see the crossed barons
Germans, French, Cambrians
English, Bretons, and Angles
Bearnese, Gascons, mixed with us
And the Provençals, all in one flock
You can know that with the swords
We break the prey and the head and the mass
All the dead and the delight
Then we will all share the gold

Prophets will be joyful
That they say the deeds and deaths of the cases!
And God will be honored and served
Where Baphomet was praised.