Bertso berriak

I'm going to put new verses
in a clean Basque
Don't come looking for pretty words
just stay at the door
I will calm the insides
in the damage of the dagger
My song will resemble
a chain for the dogs.

This July I will fill it up
with more years than I want
I won't give in even if I lose my hair
to a serious man
Even my clearest words
are worth nothing anywhere
My head will never
have a price set by anyone.

In this quiet night I see you
the northern star
as beautiful as the dream
of a fifteen-year-old girl
You are far from this world
free and alone
You sing in someone's ear
your voice is silver.

When the sun's rays
awaken it
you rejoice in the dark chestnut
spreading the leaf
You're not a servant
of a black machine
You walk stealthily in the street
like a spark like me.