Текст и перевод песни Alejandro Filio - Nire Poesia

Nire Poesia

Nire poesia oso merkea da
Herriaren ahotik
Hartu nuen debalde,
Eta debalde ematen diot
Herriaren belarriari.

Nik ere badut nire egia
Eta bankero jaunarenak
Bezainbat edo baino gehiago
Balio du.

Munduko gauza guztiak gastatzen dira:
Gastatzen da osasuna, maitasuna, deseoa...
Bizioa, gutizia, bizia, eta erresen gastazen da
Munduko gauzarik iraukorrena, gogorrena, dirua.

Inork badio: nire etxean eztago bakerik
Bila beza bakea hauzoko etxean
Edo munduko basterrik azkenean
Baina etxean bakea balu,
Eztezala gerraik inun bila
Bakea eta etxea galdoko baitu
Munduko basterretan.

My Poetry

My poetry is very cheap
From the mouths of the people
I took it for free,
And for free I give it
To the ears of the people.

I also have my truth
And that of the banker
Is worth as much or more
Than mine.

All the things in the world are spent:
Health, love, and desire are spent...
Vice, anger, life, and all expenses are expended
The most enduring, enduring, and hardest thing in the world, money.

If someone says: there is no peace in my house
Let him seek peace in the next house
Or finally in the vastness of the world
But if he had peace in his house,
Let him not search for war in the world
Because he will lose peace and home
In the vastness of the world.