Cantiga pra unha antroiada
Fuxan Os Ventos
Song for a deceived nail
They walk with sheepskins
singing false praises
the wolves of past years come down in the silent night.
Bad death, don't kill me!
they come with Autonomy, traded by chiefs,
damn fault it was.
IF YOU DON'T HAVE PLOUGHS
LET US SWALLOW THEM
IRON PLOUGHS
AND CARTS WITH OXEN (repeat).
And some of them were
shaving Galician nationalists
so as not to lose the flock
they became autonomists.
And sometimes they speak Galician,
and boast of being farmers
the ruin of Galicia
is in the hands of these gentlemen!
IF YOU DON'T HAVE PLOUGHS
LET US SWALLOW THEM.
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But we all know well
we still have memory;
forty years of silence
did not bury history!
Young people of the emigrant land
of generous Galicia,
let's not allow them to steal from us
the Homeland of the people, OURS.
