(Verse 1)
In the heart of the valley (valley), where the sun kisses the land,
There's an orange orchard, oh, it's so grand.
But beneath the vibrant fruit, a story unfolds,
Of struggles and sacrifices, and tales yet untold.

(Chorus)
Aloma's orchard is red over our tears
In the blood orchard, we conquer our fears.
In the orchard of sadness, where the roots are deep,
We plant our hopes with the blood of sheep!

(Verse2)
From sunrise to sunset, we toil and we strive,
For a chance at a better life, we kill to survive.
In the fruit that we harvest, in the land that we plow,
In the orchard of blood, we find our way somehow.

(Chorus)
Aloma's orchard is red over our tears
In the blood orchard, we conquer our fears.
In the orchard of sadness, where the roots are deep,
We plant our hopes with the blood of sheep!

(Chorus)
Aloma's orchard is red over our tears
In the blood orchard, we conquer our fears.
In the orchard of sadness, where the roots are deep,
We plant our hopes with the blood of sheep!
The blood of sheep!