The mostrengo that lives at the bottom of the sea
Came from the darkness seeking
The dawning of the new day,
A new day without end.
And it said, "Who is he who sleeps remembering
He has discovered the Second World
But does not want to unveil the Third?"
And the sound in the dark of his turning
Makes bad the sleep, sad the dreaming.
The mostrengo turned and flew away;
That came here seeking his master,
That came here to call his master
To call the One who lies asleep
And who in the past was Lord of the Sea.