D'un Temps, D'un País

Of a Time, Of a Country

D'un Temps, D'un País

Of a time that will be ours,D'un temps que serà el nostre,
of a country we have never made,d'un país que mai no hem fet,
sing the hopescante les esperances
and cry for the little faith.i plore la poca fe.

Let's not believe in guns:No creguem en les pistoles:
for life man was madeper a la vida s'ha fet l'home
and not for death.i no per a la mort s'ha fet.

Let's not believe in misery,No creguem en la misèria,
the necessary misery, they say,la misèria necessària, diuen,
of so many people.de tanta gent.

Of a time that is already a bit ours,D'un temps que ja és un poc nostre,
of a country we are already making,d'un país que ja anem fent,
sing the hopescante les esperances
and cry for the little faith.i plore la poca fe.

Far we are from useless memoriesLluny som de records inútils
and old passions,i de velles passions,
we will not followno anirem al darrera
old drums.d'antics tambors.

Of a time that is already a bit ours,D'un temps que ja és un poc nostre,
of a country we are already making,d'un país que ja anem fent,
sing the hopescante les esperances
and cry for the little faith.i plore la poca fe.

Of a time that is already a bit ours,D'un temps que ja és un poc nostre,
of a country we are already making.d'un país que ja anem fent.