Ludowa hiszpańska - Asturia

Asturia, land of my youthful years,

Asturia, my only land,

I want to return to my land soon

And I will return, if I don't perish.


I will return and climb the tree,

And pick a flower full of dew,

And give it to my dark-haired girl,

So she can pin it in her hair.

I will return and climb the tree,

And pick a flower full of dew,

And give it to my dark-haired girl,

So she can pin it in her hair.


Asturia, land of my youthful years,

Asturia, land of my dreams,

Oh brother, if you knew her,

You would understand why I cry.


I will return, see Oviedo,

Grab a rifle and a grenade,

I will go fight for Asturia,

My beloved homeland.

I will return, see Oviedo,

Grab a rifle and a grenade,

I will go fight for Asturia,

My beloved homeland.