Egun da Santimamiña…

It's the day of Santimamiña
truly a blessed day.
May it be kept in the sky above
my soul forever.

I tell you the truth
this is not a resting place;
among giants I was
truly daring.

It's the day of Santimamiña...

The star on the sea,
looking at it, the lizard;
until I see Basque clearly
I will not cut my hair.

It's the day of Santimamiña...

The olive trees sang,
the leaves are shining;
Ageda to our martyr
the cheeks that were cut.

It's the day of Santimamiña...

The cheeks that were cut and
Euskal Herria says,
without a long mourning
you have given me your heart.

It's the day of Santimamiña...

You have given me your heart and
taken away the sorrows.
Tell me when we will be
the owners of our future.

It's the day of Santimamiña...