There's the tower made of silver stones
Standing here since the old times.
Our legends know that tower
Which remind our songs.

The silver key that decorates it
Is attributed to the king.
It's the eye of marine secret
Which watches it.

Over there in the great distance,
Where eyes can't see anything,
There are the countries of others
And that's why I lock you.

The power in your eyes will help us.
It watches through the darkness where is the enemy.
Only the black candle is situated by the walls
So that nothing can disturb your truth.