Domingo Ferreiro
Toca a gaita Domingo Ferreiro
Toca a gaita… "non quero, non quero!"
Porque están cheas de sangue as rías
Porque non quero, non quero.
E xa secaron os ramos frolidos
Que ela traguía na saia do vento
Que ela traguía ao seu noivo soldado
Ou pescador, labrego, mariñeiro.
Sobre Galiza xa caiu a peste
Ai! Os escuros sarxentos viñeron
Xa dos piñeiros colgan os homes
Toca a gaita: non quero, non quero.
E o que está vivo andará polo monte
E nas aldeas os bons xa caeron
Ai! Que non vaian os lobos ao monte
Toca a gaita, non quero, non quero.
Toca a gaita… que baile o bispo
Toca a gaita.. non quero, non quero
Porque non é hora de festa en España
Porque non quero, non quero, non quero.
Toca a gaita, que baile a cobra
Toca a gaita, non quero, non quero
Porque a gaita non quere que toque
Porque morreu Domingo Ferreiro.
Domingo Ferreiro
Play the bagpipes Domingo Ferreiro
Play the bagpipes... 'I don't want to, I don't want to!'
Because the estuaries are full of blood
Because I don't want to, I don't want to.
And the blooming branches have dried up
That she carried in the wind's skirt
That she carried to her soldier boyfriend
Or fisherman, farmer, sailor.
The plague has already fallen on Galicia
Oh! The dark sergeants have come
Now men hang from the pine trees
Play the bagpipes: I don't want to, I don't want to.
And those who are alive will walk through the mountains
And in the villages the good ones have already fallen
Oh! May the wolves not go to the mountains
Play the bagpipes, I don't want to, I don't want to.
Play the bagpipes... let the bishop dance
Play the bagpipes.. I don't want to, I don't want to
Because it's not a time for celebration in Spain
Because I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to.
Play the bagpipes, let the snake dance
Play the bagpipes, I don't want to, I don't want to
Because the bagpipes don't want me to play
Because Domingo Ferreiro died.