Sangre de Muerdago - 01 - A Xustiza pola Man
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An adaptation of the wonderful poem "A Xustiza pola Man" by Rosalía de Castro.
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A Xustiza pola Man
Aqués que ten fama d'honrados na vila
roubáronme tanta brancura que eu tiña;
nin pedra deixaron en dond'eu vivira.
Sin lar, sin abrigo, morei nas curtiñas.
Ó raso coas lebres durmín nas campías;
Meus fillos! Meus anxos! Que tant'eu queria,
Morreron! Morreron coa fame que tiñan!
Fixeronm'un leito de toxos e silvas.
Salvademe, ouh, xueces! Berrei... Toleria!
De min se mofaron, vendeum'a xustiza.
Estonces, cal loba doente ou ferida,
dun salto con rabia pillei a fouciña,
rondei paseniño, ne'as herbas sentian,
i a lúa escondiase, i a fera durmia.
Mireinos con calma, i as mans estendidas,
dun golpe, dun soio! Deixeinos sen vida.
I estonces, estonces compreuse a xustiza:
eu, neles; i as leises, na man qu'os ferira.
The Justice in my Hand
Those who are known to be honest in my village
robbed me everything i've ever had;
not even a stone they left where once my home stood.
Without home, without warm clothes i lived on the hay.
On the the ground with the hares i slept in the fields;
My sons! My angels! That i loved so much,
they died! They died, so hungry they were!
The made me a bed of thorn and gorse.
Help me, oh judges! I screamed... madness!
They mocked me, the justice sold me out.
And then, like a suffering wolf, like a hurted wolf,
i jumped and grabbed the sickle,
i crawled silently, not even the grass could feel me,
the moon was hiding and the beast was sleeping.
I looked calmly at them with open hands,
and with one strike, just one, i took their lives.
And then, and then justice was made:
me on them, and the laws in the striking hand.
Aqués que ten fama d'honrados na vila
roubáronme tanta brancura que eu tiña;
nin pedra deixaron en dond'eu vivira.
Sin lar, sin abrigo, morei nas curtiñas.
Ó raso coas lebres durmín nas campías;
Meus fillos! Meus anxos! Que tant'eu queria,
Morreron! Morreron coa fame que tiñan!
Fixeronm'un leito de toxos e silvas.
Salvademe, ouh, xueces! Berrei... Toleria!
De min se mofaron, vendeum'a xustiza.
Estonces, cal loba doente ou ferida,
dun salto con rabia pillei a fouciña,
rondei paseniño, ne'as herbas sentian,
i a lúa escondiase, i a fera durmia.
Mireinos con calma, i as mans estendidas,
dun golpe, dun soio! Deixeinos sen vida.
I estonces, estonces compreuse a xustiza:
eu, neles; i as leises, na man qu'os ferira.
The Justice in my Hand
Those who are known to be honest in my village
robbed me everything i've ever had;
not even a stone they left where once my home stood.
Without home, without warm clothes i lived on the hay.
On the the ground with the hares i slept in the fields;
My sons! My angels! That i loved so much,
they died! They died, so hungry they were!
The made me a bed of thorn and gorse.
Help me, oh judges! I screamed... madness!
They mocked me, the justice sold me out.
And then, like a suffering wolf, like a hurted wolf,
i jumped and grabbed the sickle,
i crawled silently, not even the grass could feel me,
the moon was hiding and the beast was sleeping.
I looked calmly at them with open hands,
and with one strike, just one, i took their lives.
And then, and then justice was made:
me on them, and the laws in the striking hand.
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from Braided Paths - a Split LP with Novemthree,
released March 8, 2014
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SANGRE DE MUERDAGO Galicia, Spain
Sangre de Muerdago stands on the wild side, on top of the cliffs, at the depths of the woods.... Galician Folk songs to heal and roam, to dance and love.
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