Paroles et traduction EBRI KNIGHT - El Malfeiner

El Malfeiner

Tinc les ungles rovellades de tant aguantar aquest jou
I esgarrapo cada dia carn i esma per un sou
M'han escapçat la rialla de l'ofici matiner
M'han donat un pobre sostre i m'han dit el malfeiner
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i de bon matí
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i ja seré allí
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i de bon matí
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i faré camí
Ja m'empaita aquesta terra i aquest puny esmicolat
I abans que m'engoleixin fugiré dels camps de blat
I aquells que passen gana seguiran el meu drecer
Pel camí em faran tonades i em diran el malfeiner
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i de bon matí
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i ja seré allí
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i de bon matí
Cantarà el gall, cantarà el gall i faré camí
I arribat davant de l'amo falç i puny hi alçaré
Castellà, obriu-me les portes que jo sóc el malfeiner
I arribat davant de l'amo falç i puny hi alçaré
Castellà, obriu-me les portes que jo sóc el malfeiner

The Evil Doer

My nails are scratched from enduring this yoke
And I tear flesh and spirit apart for a wage every day
They have beheaded my laughter of the morning trade
They have given me a poor roof and called me the evildoer
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow at early morn
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow and I will already be there
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow at early morn
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow and I will be on my way
Now this land and this broken fist pursue me
And before they swallow me I will flee the wheat fields
And those who are hungry will follow my path
Along the way they will make up songs for me and call me the evildoer
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow at early morn
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow and I will already be there
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow at early morn
The rooster will crow, the rooster will crow and I will be on my way
And when I arrive before the false master, I will raise my sickle and fist
Castilian, open the gates for me, for I am the evildoer
And when I arrive before the false master, I will raise my sickle and fist
Castilian, open the gates for me, for I am the evildoer