Fear no colours

O knight of the night

And gage an honest oath

Only a pure thoughts

Rise, if ye hear

The burden of a song

That may scattered along 

A very tortuous way

Behold awhile, O ye

And take a solemn pray

To your spirit recuperate

An inmost strengths

If ye lights

May seem adimming

Go and dare a carry on

For Thy love enshields ye

But ne'er ignore a bit

If winds grew inclement

Rather do share some cares

And lade where ye may stroll

Lead bravely ev'ry pluck

As ye follow yonder steps

That glory how left be

A graced scent of pure

Written by:

~ Bernando A. Minguita Jr. ~