Asturias

A horse passed through its mining basin, drunk and dynamiter
Dyeing the red blood, from its pure heart
And today I dedicate this song, almost between pain and plain, to the people who fell

At my twenty-four springs, a lot of travel around the world
And if comparing is not fair, I will say there is no comparison
For there is no better feeling, than breathing deeply
When you pass the Negron.

Contemplating its green meadows, taking shelter in its roofs
from its exhausting Orbayu
And listening to Don Pelayo, fighting with honor
Because as long as we have stones, what we have in excess is courage

Because Asturias is my homeland and its flag is sincere
Covadonga, the most beautiful Santina on earth.

I have descended the Sella in a canoe,
Where I found a bottle
And when I opened the cap, a message came out, written in black coal
It was a treasure map, just above there was a sea
Just below there was a lion

And it's not to boast, ladies and gentlemen
But every good Asturian, knows nothing of surrender
For we have the balls, of a size that matches
That of our heart

Because Asturias is my homeland and its flag is sincere
Covadonga, the Santina that I tattooed on my skin.

Because Asturias is my homeland and its flag is sincere
Covadonga, the most beautiful Santina on earth.

From the land of dreams, of the miner worker
If you taste its apple, you will be hooked by its poison
From the rascals like me, from the skies like you
The Garden of Adam and Eve was in Asturian territory
And I have a feeling, one that you carry deep inside

The further away I am, the more Asturian I feel
Fernando Alonso I, crowned King of the wind
When he gets in the car, he has the same feeling