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10 years ago
This is our native soil, this Catalonia land,it exists to become free, and free the citizens,it has been a crossroads of Greeks, Romans and Gauls,sometimes welcoming ones, sometimes a deal of blood.The sixties, promised land, and waiting for 75,amnesty, freedom, and some loses all the way,in the fields, in the scaffold, in Seat and Nissan,succes like in “castellers”, the strength of many hands.“See you no more, señoritos”, and the strong wish to emigrate,bundle, simple cases , and hurry for a better job,crowded trains flowing to Cornellà and Hospitalet,new people to get to know, a new land to work and love.A loving country , with three crests, four plains , and five ports,with the strength of the García, the Fuentes, and the Llauradós,of the Xiulong, the Bergamasco, the Ahmed ,of the Stoickhov,for their wisdom, their sweat, their accent, and their work.The China, the Indostan, open shops until the night,there's risk on the scaffold, there are men from the Magrib,to support aunt Carmetes, it's the arms from Equador,and so many good salads, with Subsaharian colour.You the ones with loyal heart, and callousity on the handsenjoy prosperity , be happy , and share the spring with us,and take part in the fight when the matter it's dignity,language, history and laws, the resources and the flag.We are about the crossroads, patience it's over,a brand new century for all , a full-blown nation for us;And to the ones who prefer us be failed, and be fallen,we'll wave -free- the senyera, we're going to stand up.Bye-bye “España una y grande, adiós toritos bravos”,now let's open every window , it's time to breathe it deep,never again we want tutelages, we are sensible and wise,we'll risk in fully freedom, we'll succeed and it will be great.This is our loving soil, this Catalonia land,it exists to become free and free the citizens,we won't accept tutelage, no more, we have sense, and we've grown,freedom is what we want, for our Catalonia land.Adapted from de song “American Land” by Bruce Springsteen