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Father and Son

Celtas Cortos

Aita Semeak

Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan,
Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan.

Berriz ikusi beharko dugu
Behi gizena auzoan,
Berriro ere ez da faltako
Trapu zaharrik kakoan.

Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan,
Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan.

Eta lapurrek ohostu dute
Guk gendukana etxean,
Eta gu gaude erdi biluzik
Beti inoren menpean.

Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan,
Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan.

Geurea dugu erru guztia,
Geurea dugu osoan,
Ez inori ba errua bota
Euskal herria hiltzean.

Baina gaztea naiz eta daukat
Etorkizuna eskuan,
Ez zaigu hilgo euskal herria
Ni bizi naizen artean.

Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan,
Aita semeak tabernan daude
Ama-alabak jokoan.

Father and Son

Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing,
Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing.

We’ll have to see again
The fat cow in the neighborhood,
Once more, there won’t be a shortage
Of old rags on the hook.

Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing,
Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing.

And the thieves have ransacked
What we had at home,
And here we are half-naked
Always under someone’s thumb.

Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing,
Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing.

All the blame is ours,
All of it is on us,
Don’t blame anyone else
For killing our homeland.

But I’m young and I’ve got
The future in my hands,
Our homeland won’t die
While I’m still alive.

Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing,
Father and son are at the bar
Mother and kids are playing.

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