La Santa Espina

The Holy Thorn

La Santa Espina

God passed by in springtimeDéu va passar-hi en primavera
And everything sang in its wakeI tot cantava al seu pas
The earth still sings wholeCanta la terra encara entera
And sings that you will singI canta que cantaràs

The bird sings, the river, the plantsCanta l'ocell, lo riu, les plantes
They sing the moon and the sunCanten la lluna I el sol
And while working, the woman singsI tot treballant la dona canta
And sings at the foot of the cradleI canta al peu del bressol

And sings deep within the earthI canta a dintre de la terra
The past is never pastEl passat ja mai passat
And days and nights, from mountain to mountainI jorns I nits, de serra en serra
As everything sings in Montserrat.Com tot canta al montserrat.

We are and will be Catalan peopleSom I serem gent catalana
Whether you want it or notTant si es vol com si no es vol
For there’s no land more proudQue no hi ha terra més ufana
Under the sun's embrace.Sota la capa del sol