Translation of the song lyrics Cridarem - Ebri Knight

Cridarem (original)

Del cor de les Guilleries
Sortirà un gran espetec,
Despertar sota l’alzina amb un renec.
Amb la boira com a sostre
I la gebrada de coixí,
L’hora fosca de partir.
No hem triat la mala vida
Però ens ha vingut a buscar,
Cent monedes, el que val el nostre cap.
Tres xiulets de cadernera,
I el revòlver a les mans,
Que la terra ens robaran!
Esborrem el nom que ens dèiem
I el llencem entre les valls
Que ara són el nostre llit I amagatall.
La fortuna I la batalla
Ens trobaran bosc endins,
Camarades clandestins.
Som la boira entre les branques
Com els crits entre barrots,
Som l’ombra de l’esperança
I viurem tot escrivint la nostra sort.
Esperem la nit
Per llançar-nos als camins,
Els germans que avui no visquin
Ja els trobarem a l’infern.
Si vam néixer aquí,
Ningú sap on morirem.
Cridarem visca la terra
I que mori el mal govern.
Cridarem visca la terra
I que mori el mal govern.
Potser despertem el monstre
Però no tenim més opció,
Si estem junts segur podrem perdre la por.
No és per vagar solitaris
Que als llops ens van parir,
Camarada clandestí.
Som la boira entre les branques
Com els crits entre barrots,
Som l’ombra de l’esperança
I viurem tot escrivint la nostra sort
Esperem la nit
Per llançar-nos als camins,
Els germans que avui no visquin
Ja els trobarem a l’infern.
Si vam néixer aquí,
Ningú sap on morirem.
Cridarem visca la terra
I que mori el mal govern.
Cridarem visca la terra
I que mori el mal govern.
Quan la nit ens aixopluga
Cap espasa ens pot trobar,
Sols una espelma poruga cremarà.
Però la lluna avui s’enfila
I farà brillar els camins.
Si la fosca avui ens guia
La vall serà el cementiri dels cretins.
Esperem la nit
Per llançar-nos als camins,
Els germans que avui no visquin
Ja els trobarem a l’infern.
Si vam néixer aquí,
Ningú sap on morirem.
Cridarem visca la terra
I que mori el mal govern.
Cridarem visca la terra
I que mori el mal govern.

(translation)

From the heart of the Guilleries
A big bang will come out,
Wake up under the oak with a renegade.
With fog as a roof
And the pillow frosting,
It's dark time to leave.
We have not chosen the bad life
But he came to get us,
One hundred coins, which is worth our head.
Three whistleblowers,
And the revolver in his hands,
That the earth will rob us!
We deleted the name we were told
And we throw it between the valleys
That they are now our bed and hiding place.
Fortune and battle
They will find us in the woods,
Clandestine comrades.
We are the fog between the branches
Like the screams between bars,
We are the shadow of hope
And we will live by writing our luck.
We look forward to the night
To get on the road,
Brothers who do not live today
We'll find them in hell.
If we were born here,
No one knows where we will die.
We will call the earth alive
And let the bad government die.
We will call the earth alive
And let the bad government die.
Maybe we wake up the monster
But we have no choice.
If we are together we will surely lose our fear.
It is not to wander alone
That the wolves gave birth to us,
Clandestine comrade.
We are the fog between the branches
Like the screams between bars,
We are the shadow of hope
And we will live by writing our luck
We look forward to the night
To get on the road,
Brothers who do not live today
We'll find them in hell.
If we were born here,
No one knows where we will die.
We will call the earth alive
And let the bad government die.
We will call the earth alive
And let the bad government die.
When the night shelters us
No sword can find us,
Only a scary candle will burn.
But the moon is rising today
And it will make the roads shine.
If the darkness guides us today
The valley will be the cemetery of the cretins.
We look forward to the night
To get on the road,
Brothers who do not live today
We'll find them in hell.
If we were born here,
No one knows where we will die.
We will call the earth alive
And let the bad government die.
We will call the earth alive
And let the bad government die.