Galicia

Wherever you look, you always find green
I may still be here if you ever want to see me
It almost always rains, almost always
Almost no one, how beautiful it is when wet

They have a beach, several cathedrals
That have emerged to see all their bars
In summer you have thousands of festivals
That end up dancing to the rhythm of the full moon (of the full moon)

Galicia takes you to the sand, shows you the sail
And starts swimming so you can see
All the tides that make it shine

Galicia brings down the moon for you, heals you and looks for you
A fleeting August meteor shower
So you can see it shine again

Sometimes it dyes itself white
And it's not always flour
I remember flying
When I was a child
Through all its bars

Sometimes they dye it black
By land and by sea
But it takes a canvas and repaints itself
With new colors

Galicia takes you to the sand, shows you the sail
And starts swimming so you can see
All the tides that make it shine

Galicia brings down the moon for you, heals you and looks for you
A fleeting August meteor shower
So you can see it shine again

Every day more and more, and more
Every day better and better, better and better