Ezkongaietan
Ezkongaietan zerbait banintzan
Ezkondu eta ezer ez
Eder zalea banintzan ere
Aspertu nintzan ederrez
Nere gustua egin nuen ta
Orain bizi naiz dolorez
Nere andrea andre ederra
Ezkondu nintzan orduan
Mudatuko zen esperantzarik
Ere bat ere ez nuan
Surik batere baldin badago
Maiz dago haren onduan
Zokoak zikin, tximak jario
Haurra zintzilik besoan
Adabaki desegokiagorik
Gona zahar haren zuloan
Hiru txikiko botila handia
Dauka bere alboan
Nere andrea goiz jeikitzen da
Festara behar danean
Buruko mina egiten zaio
Hasi baino lehen lanean
Zurekin zer gertatuko zan
Nik bildurrik ez nuan!
In the Wedding
If I were in the wedding
I’d get married and that’s it; (Repeat)
Even though I was a lovely guy
I got bored with the beauty
I did what I liked and now
I live in pain.
My lady, a beautiful woman
I got married back then, (Repeat)
There was no hope of changing
Not a single bit,
If there’s any luck at all
It’s often right beside her.
The corners are dirty, the kids are wild,
A child hanging from my arm; (Repeat)
With the worst kind of decoration
In the hole of her old skirt;
A big bottle for three little ones
Is right by her side.
My lady wakes up early
When it’s time for the party; (Repeat)
She gets a headache
Before she even starts working.
What would happen with you?
I had no fear!