Zauri Irekietako Herria - Berri Txarrak

Metafora bidez

Idatzi nahiko nuke

Zauri irekietako

Herri honen oinazea

Baina hortarako

Poeta jaio behar

Eta gutxi omen dira

Lumadun ederzaleak

Astero bezala

Buzoian bilatzen du

Espainian preso daukaten

Semearen eskutitza

Baina horren ordez

Dei hotz bat jasotzen du

Soka lepoan duela

Semearenak egin du

…eta esango dute

Betikoak garela

Eta omenaldian

Jende gutxi geundela

Ta bertan egotea

Apologia dela

Kameraz fitxatu gaituzte

…eta esango dute

Betikoak garela

Eta demokrazian

Gu soberan gaudela

Ustezko heriotza

Naturala izan dela

Eta dena «ongi» dihoa

Zein zaila den barkatzea

Herri batek sufritzean

Arrano Beltza sekula baino

Beltzagoa dago orain

Zein zaila den barkatzea

Herri batek sufritzean

Arrano Beltza sekula baino

Beltzagoa dago orain

Through metaphor

I would like to write

Open wounds

The torment of this people

But for that

The poet must be born

And they seem to be few

Feathered beauties

Like every week

He looks in the mailbox

They are imprisoned in Spain

Son's letter

But instead

He receives a cold call

He has a rope around his neck

The son has done it

… And they will say

That we are eternal

And in homage

When we were a few people

And being there

That is an apology

They signed us on camera

… And they will say

That we are eternal

And in a democracy

We are overwhelmed

Presumed death

That it was natural

And everything is going "well."

How hard it is to forgive

When a people suffers

Black Eagle than ever

It's blacker now

How hard it is to forgive

When a people suffers

Black Eagle than ever

It's blacker now