I Will Return (feat. Tania Caamaño)

VOLTAREI (part. Tania Caamaño)

Dressed in colors of the sky, I’m heading out to workVisto a cores do ceo, vou lonxe traballar
If you knew how much I want you, you wouldn’t let me goSe souberas canto che quero, non me deixarías marchar
How much does money cost? If I have to pay over timeCanto custa o diñeiro? Se co tempo teño que pagar
Back again to the foreign land, back again to homeVolta de novo ó estranxeiro, volta de novo ao fogar

Slowly, I’m dying inside if you’re not hereLento, morro por dentro se non estás
I keep hearing in the wind your accent, your songSigo escoitando no vento o teu acento, o teu cantar
It carries a lament, a secret kept through timeLeva consigo un lamento, un segredo gardado no tempo
Pride that grows in my chest, we’re from the coast, we’re from the seaOrgullo que medra no peito, somos da costa, somos do mar
Slowly, I’m dying inside if you’re not hereLento, morro por dentro se non estás
I keep hearing in the wind your accent, your songSigo escoitando no vento o teu acento, o teu cantar
It carries a lament, a secret kept through timeLeva consigo un lamento, un segredo gardado no tempo
Pride that grows in my chest, we’re from the coast, we’re from the seaOrgullo que medra no peito, somos da costa, somos do mar

Children of salt and the mountains, empty pockets fleeing from deathFillos do sal e do monte, petos baleiros fuxen da morte
Hunger in Galicia, pure misery for my familyFame en Galicia, pura miseria da miña familia
Children of salt and the mountains, hungry mouths eat from the NorthFillos do sal e do monte, bocas famentas comen do Norte
Facing back, to my little house, to the family that never breaksVoltar de fronte, á miña casiña, a familia que nunca se rompe
To the horizon march the poor, heading for steel, heading for the shipsAl horizonte marchan los pobres, van pa'l acero, van pa' los barcos
Bread for the people, bread for the estuary, to return with a load of cashPan para el pueblo, pan pa' la ría, pa' voltar cunha chea de cartos
Women with double roles, raising kids alone in the fieldsAs mulleres con dobre papel, criando soíñas no campo
Widows of the living carrying the sickle in hand and caring for so manyViudas de vivos levando o fouciño na man e coidando de tantos
Among the clouds, in my land, rain, fogEntre as nubes, na miña terra, choiva, néboa
Sky blue, Celtic blood, return and feel a hugCeo celeste, sangue celta, voltar e sentir unha aperta
In my jacket a photo that weighs, I can’t forget the promiseNa chaqueta unha foto que pesa, non podo esquecer a promesa
And let sadness take me without fighting to keep my strengthE deixar que me leve a tristeza sen loitar por manter afouteza
Fisherman, migrant, asking the Virgin of CarmenMariñeiro, migrante, pedíndolle á Virxe do Carme
To protect him, that he doesn’t lack until their hands can hold onQue lo proteja, que no les falte hasta que las manos aguanten
For the sailor, the one who’s out there, keep moving forward, seeking betterPra o navegante, o que está fóra, que sigue adiante, busca melloras
Times of the past are like now, leaving the children even if it hurtsTempos de antes son como agora, deixan aos fillos aínda que doa

I will return, I will return, I will return (I will return-e-e-e-e)Voltarei, voltarei, voltarei (voltare-e-e-e-ei)
I will return, I will return, I will return (I will return-e-e-e-e)Voltarei, voltarei, voltarei (voltare-e-e-e-ei)
I will return, I will return, I will return (I will return-e-e-e-e)Voltarei, voltarei, voltarei (voltare-e-e-e-ei)
I will return, I will return, I will return (I will return-e-e-e-e)Voltarei, voltarei, voltarei (voltare-e-e-e-ei)