Zeruan daude izarrak

Stars are in the sky
The lizards have escaped
Old complaints of the Basques
Endless sorrows

Morning star's promise
At night, the moonlight
Its deep whisper
Mixes my heart and mind

The sea is misty
To the gates of Bayonne
This suppressed resentment
Is not extinguished yet

The coming and going of the waves
The murmur of the Bidasoa
In the Basque hearts
A wound that never heals

The sea is misty
To the gates of Bayonne
I love you more
Than the little streams