Torna, Serrallonga

From the heart of the Guilleries
will come a loud bang
that will echo with war
against the walls of Tavertet.

From Sau to the Cellera,
from the Far to Matagalls,
the musket of Serrallonga
will return to the hideouts.

Come back, come back, Serrallonga,
because they'll burn our oaks,
because they'll tear the stones from us,
because they'll steal our land.