| Shine, your war medals |
| Under the sun of Europe lost |
| Now proclaimed emperor |
| To believe that you’re a god |
| When your thoughts cry |
| Win the whole world |
| Pride ride your faithful soldiers |
| No, you shouldn’t stop your way |
| Under the uniform hides |
| Fate of the world |
| Waterloo took and damned your soul |
| But you are still alive |
| Now it’s time for the abdication |
| You don’t want to reign no more |
| The crowd who pay and fight |
| Wants you as their guide again |
| But your decision has no return |
| Exiled, you live again |
| And this island will be your grave |
| Admiration from the world |
| Your name will never die |
| Never die |
| The memories will be there |
| Where your deeds are called |
| You, the great commander |
| With your ideas you changed the world |
| But your dream is lost on fields |
| Exiled, you live again |
| And this island will be your grave |
| Admiration from the world |
| You’ll never die |
| Exiled, you live again |
| And this island will be your grave |
| Admiration from the world |
| You’ll never die |
| Like the leaders of the past |
| No one will forget your name |
| Through the centuries we feel |
| Revolution world |
| Exiled, you live again |
| And this island will be your grave |
| Admiration from the world |
| Revolution world |