Cridarem

WE WILL CRY

Lyrics, music and arrangements: Ebri Knight
With permission from els Esquirols.

From the heart of Les Guilleries
a big blast will come,
waking up under the holm oak with a curse.
With the mist for a ceiling
and the frost for a pillow,
the dark time to go.

We did not choose the bad life
but it came looking for us,
a hundred coins, what our head is worth.
Three goldfinch whistles
and the revolver in our hands,
for they may steal our land! 

We erase the name we called ourselves
and throw it between the valleys
that are now our bed and hideaway.
Fortune and battle
will find us deep in the forest,
clandestine comrades. 
We are the mist between the branches

like the screams between iron bars,
we are the shadow of hope
and we shall live writing our destiny.

We wait for night to fall
to hit the roads,
the brothers who today won’t live
we’ll find them in hell.
If we were born here,
where we will die nobody knows.

We will cry long live the land
and death to bad governance.
We may wake up the monster
but we have no other choice,
if we stick together surely we won’t be afraid.
Wolves like us were not born
to roam alone,
clandestine comrade.

We are the mist between the branches
like the screams between iron bars,
we are the shadow of hope
and we shall live writing our destiny.

We wait for night to fall…

When the night gives us shelter
no sword can find us,
only a fearful candle will burn.

Yet today the moon is rising
and will shine upon the paths.
If darkness leads us today
the valley will be the cemetery of the cretins.

We wait for night to fall…


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