El bandoler

The bandit

El bandoler

It was the 19th centuryEra el segle XIX
with the name of Joan Serraamb el nom de Joan Serra
a bandit is knownes coneix un bandoler
everywhere in Lapera.per tothom en Lapera.

He liked bloodLi agradava la sang
and the cypress still remembersi el xiprer encara recorda
all the cries that have been prayed there:tots els critsque allà han pregat:
Mercy, mercy!Pietat, pietat!

-Don't kill me,-No em mateu,
I have two children and a wife,que tinc dos fills i una esposa,
I'll give you all my money,us daré tot mon diner,
but don't stab me with that dagger.però no em claveu eixa daga.

-Don't kill me,-No em mateu,
I ask you for my mother!us demano per ma mare!
-Recite the last 'I believe in God'-Reseu l'últim 'Crec en Déu'
-Mercy, mercy!-Pietat, pietat!

The next morning at dawn,L'endemà de bon matí,
in front of the Virgin of Carme,davant la verge del carme,
he is praying on his knees,de genolls està pregant,
and lights two candles.i a dos ciris encén la flama.
But again comes out of the woodsPerò altre cop surt del bosc
a moan that the wind scattersun gemec que el vent escampa
and the executioner will not listen:i el botxí no escoltarà:
Mercy, mercy!Pietat, pietat!

But, Joan Serra,Però, Joan Serra,
today luck has failed you,avui t'ha mancat la sort,
two soldiers have taken you firmlydos soldats t'han pres ben fort
and now you are behind bars.i ara estàs entre barrots.
The next morning at dawn,L'endemà de bon matí,
he sees the gallows prepared,veu la forca preparada,
in Lapera he shouts,en Lapera dóna un crit,
it's the last prayer.és l'última pregària.

-When I am dead,-Quan jo sigui ben mort,
and hanging from the high gallowsi penjat de l'alta forca
and my heart faintsi defalleixi mon cor
and you go to put me in the grave,i m'aneu a posar a la fosa,
let someone say a prayerque algú resi una pregària
in front of the Virgin of Carmedavant la verge del carme
and let two candles have flame.i que dos ciris tinguen flama.