La meva terra

My Land

La meva terra

My land is like a child,La meva terra és com un infant,
never grateful, never knowingno dóna gràcies, ni mai sap quan
if it turns harsh and full of mudes torna aspra i plena de fang
or green and flat and gives you a song.o verda i plana i et dóna cant.

My land never knowsLa meva terra mai no sap quan
whether to go back, move forwardanar endarrera, tirar endavant
full of scars, full of blood,plena de nafres, plena de sang,
full of joy and full of song.plena de joia i plena de cant.

It doesn't have a flame that says yes,No té una flama que digui sí,
but a spark always wants to say it;però una espurna sempre ho vol dir;
it doesn't have a flame that says no,no té una flama que digui no,
but it has ash that hangs everything.però té cendra que ho colga tot.

My land only has warmthLa meva terra sols té caliu
that sleeps and lasts inside a nest.que dorm i dura dintre d'un niu.
The wood and I who want to come outLa fusta i jo que volem sortir
wait for a flame to say yes.esperem flama que ens digui sí.

Some want to take us forward,Uns endavant ens volen portar,
living sparks in solitude;espurnes vives en soledat;
others always want us stopped,altres ens volen sempre aturats,
the ash weighs on the tired.la cendra pesa sobre els cansats.