Xalbadorren heriotzean

There was a friend
Always heartfelt
Wings of poetry
Verses full of feeling
Reflecting what was inside

A singer in the squares
Filled with loneliness
Words like a vine blooming
Enduring within himself
Learned through pain, learned through pain

Where am I, what fields
The shepherd of Urepel
Climbing the mountain slopes
To the time of memories
Running away, you were hinting

The fence is torn
You freed the song
From all the ties
From the limits of the body
Wanting to feel free

The last breath is here
The deepest verse
Things that can never be said
The covered wings
The harshest cry, the harshest cry

Where am I