Radix Mendosus

Your insane rage has only nailed
A vain simulacrum to these mountains
Your blows will have dealt only on a little clay
Free in the bonds of this fragile flesh
The soul of Prometheus escapes your fury
So here it is my fault, execrable and sublime

Compatir, what an infamy!
Devote oneself, what a crime!

I would have, unpunished, defying your rigors
Open the oppressed my liberating arms?
Foolish! To be moved when pity breaks out!
I wanted to do away with the evil gods
I stole your fire from you, from conquest to conquest
I tore your revered scepter from your hands
So here it is my fault, execrable and sublime

Compatir, what an infamy!
Devote oneself, what a crime!

I would have, unpunished, defying your rigors
Open the oppressed my liberating arms?
Foolish! To be moved when pity breaks out!
I wanted to do away with the evil gods
Deceived desires! Faded dream!