[Introduction] A striking transition where the former governor hands over the keys of power and delivers his warnings about the province's complexity and dangers. A muffled dialogue between two statesmen, in the gloom of a stone room. • [Verse 1] He was waiting for me, seated in the room's shadow, His gaze fatigued by the fatal earth. Valérius hands me the map and the files, Of a burning world he could never tame. • [Chorus] Passing of the torch between two shadows of Rome, Where power is bought at the price of a single man. He bequeathed to me the keys to a kingdom in suspense, Where the desert wind blows over our torments. • [Verse 2] "Beware of missteps," he tells me in a low voice, Here the anger of men never tires. They have a long memory and an inflexible soul, Every gesture of contempt becomes irreversible. • [Chorus] Passing of the torch between two shadows of Rome, Where power is bought at the price of a single man. He bequeathed to me the keys to a kingdom in suspense, Where the desert wind blows over our torments. • [Verse 3] His advice echoes like old warnings, Bequeathing the secrets of these dark moments. I take over with an amber shiver, While the day fades in the chamber. • [Chorus] Passing of the torch between two shadows of Rome, Where power is bought at the price of a single man. He bequeathed to me the keys to a kingdom in suspense, Where the desert wind blows over our torments. • [Outro] A final glance, a military salute. Valérius walks toward the sea... toward the sea...
