Romeiro ao lonxe (con Diana Navarro) - Luar Na Lubre, Diana Navarro

Romeiro hei de ir lonxe ao San Andres

con herbiñas de namorar,

dareille a quen alén mar está

o aloumiño do meu amor.

Hei de vestir a camisa de liño

que ela teceo para min

con herbiñas de namorar;

anda o lagarto azul e souril

a acaroar mapoulas bermellas,

nacidas de fusí­s,

co aloumiño do meu amor,

alleo á guerra e ao seu tambor.

Morto ou vivo hei volver á terra

que ela andou canda min

con herbiñas de namorar;

chouta o mascato polo cantil

a vela-lo adro familiar,

ala lonxe, na fin,

co aloumiño do meu amor.

Cabo do mundo, ó pé dun aguillón

doeme a guerra ruín

entre herbiñas de namorar;

corvo mariño voa xentil

o amilladoiro a levantar

e pan santo a colorir

co aloumiño do meu amor.

Romeiro hei de ir lonxe ao San Andres

con herbiñas de namorar,

dareille a quen alén mar está

o aloumiño do meu amor.

Romeiro I have to go far to San Andres

with weeds to fall in love with,

I will give it to those who are overseas

the caress of my love.

I have to wear the linen shirt

that she weaves it for me

with weeds to fall in love with;

the blue and sour lizard walks

to carve red poppies,

born of rifles,

with the caress of my love,

alien to the war and its drum.

Dead or alive I will return to earth

that she walked with me

with weeds to fall in love with;

kick the mascato down the cliff

to see the family atrium,

far away, in the end

with the caress of my love.

Cape of the world, at the foot of a sting

it hurts me the bad war

among weeds to fall in love with;

sea ​​crow flies gentle

the amilladoiro to raise

and holy bread to color

with the caress of my love.

Romeiro I have to go far to San Andres

with weeds to fall in love with,

I will give it to those who are overseas

the caress of my love.