Galicia Terra Nosa

Galicia our land,
How sad I am far from you.

Oh, la, la, la...

Galicia how beautiful
Are your festivals,
With charming young girls
And sweethearts.

They love like no one else,
They are affectionate,
Divine treasure
Of that our land.

Beloved land of Galicia,
Land of noble farmers.
Each of your country roads
Holds a thousand secrets of love,

What wonderful laughter
What a beautiful countryside,
Your charms, your nobility,
Everyone envies you.

When I am far from you
Sweet land, native land,
A thousand memories accompany me,
Thinking that I must return,

To see my dear ones,
To see my love.
And then in my land
I want to live and die,
I want to die

Oh, la, la, la...