Erribera
Erribera, Erribera,
zure landen zabalera
ortzi muga den hartan
mugatzen da.
Zure lur emankorretan
isurtzen diren asmoak
gogotsu hartuko al ditu
lur gozoak.
Zure gaztelu zaharrek
gorderik duten antzina
hats tristetan mintzo da
haren mina.
Horma zahar arraituetan
txoriak dira kantatzen
mendetako lo geldia
salatzen.
Nafarroa anai zaharra
kondairaren lehen sustarra
bego higan arbasoen
amets hura.
By the Riverbank
By the riverbank, by the riverbank,
into the wide expanse of your land
where the sun sets
it is limited.
In your fertile land
the intentions that are poured
will firmly grasp
the joyful lands.
Your old castles
that have long been hidden
speak in sad tones
of their pain.
On the old crumbling walls
birds are singing
condemning the silent sleep
of the mountain.
Old Navarre
the first note of the song
of the storyteller
in the eyes of the old trees.