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Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Hero and honoured great warrior Who serves without treason; He guards both Islam and Christ In what he thinks in reason. Knight who, elected by God, Is determined to glory, After the moment of death, He could succeed in war. His dust. Mio Cid! His must. Mio Cid! His sweat. Mio Cid! His threats. Mio Cid! His steel. Mio Cid! His zeal. Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Tied to his horse, Cid Campeador, Remains stable Pouring his gore, Only this vision Spreads fear and fright, Foes indecision Gives him the fight. After expiring Great feat he did, His foes are choiring O, Mio Cid! Both armies loudly call O, Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! As his force was always inner, No matter his dying, Mio Cid's again the winner And his troops outcrying. Loud and keen, the clamour Runs among the field, This sounds like a hammer Battering a shield. His dust. Mio Cid! His must. Mio Cid! His sweat. Mio Cid! His threats. Mio Cid! His steel. Mio Cid! His zeal. Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Tied to his horse, Cid Campeador, Remains stable Pouring his gore, Only this vision Spreads fear and fright, Foes indecision Gives him the fight. After expiring Great feat he did, His foes are choiring O, Mio Cid! Both armies loudly call O, Mio Cid! Mio Cid! His dust. Mio Cid! His must. Mio Cid! His sweat. Mio Cid! His threats. Mio Cid! His steel. Mio Cid! His zeal. Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Tied to his horse, Cid Campeador, Remains stable Pouring his gore, Only this vision Spreads fear and fright, Foes indecision Gives him the fight. After expiring Great feat he did, His foes are choiring O, Mio Cid! Both armies loudly call O, Mio Cid! Mio Cid! Cid! Cid! Mio Cid! Mio Cid! En el fragor, El Cid Campeador Es como un rayo Batallador. Su alma es una Fuente de luz, Bajo la Luna, O bajo la Cruz. Cabalga yerto, Y gana la lid, Después de muerto, ¡Oh, Mío Cid! Después de muerto, ¡Oh, Mío Cid!
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