L'emigrant (English translation)

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L'emigrant

Dolça Catalunya,
pàtria del meu cor:
quan de tu hom s’allunya,
d’enyorança es mor.
 
Formosa vall, bressol de ma infantesa:
blanc Pirineu!
Marges i rius, ermita al cel suspesa,
per sempre adéu!
Arpes del bosc, pinsans i caderneres,
cantau, cantau;
jo dic plorant a boscos i riberes:
adéu-siau!
 
Dolça Catalunya,
pàtria del meu cor:
quan de tu hom s’allunya,
d’enyorança es mor.
 
Adéu, germans... Adéu-siau, mon pare:
no us veuré més!
Oh, si al fossar on jau ma dolça mare,
jo el llit hi tingués!
Oh mariners! El vent que me’n desterra,
que em fa patir!
En sóc malalt mes, ai! Torneu-me a terra,
que hi vull morir!
 
Dolça Catalunya,
pàtria del meu cor:
quan de tu hom s’allunya,
d’enyorança es mor.
 
Submitted by MetodiusMetodius on Thu, 14/03/2019 - 22:51
Last edited by MetodiusMetodius on Fri, 15/03/2019 - 23:42
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Poem written by Jacint Verdaguer i Santaló (May 17, 1845 – June 10, 1902), one of Catalonia's most celebrated poets. The music was written by composer Amadeu Vives i Roig (18 November 1871 – 2 December 1932). First performed in on the 8th of April, 1894 in the spectacularly beautiful Palau de la Música Catalana in Barcelona.

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The Emigrant

Sweet Catalonia,
Motherland of my heart:
When one goes far away from you,
One dies of longing.
 
Beautiful valley, cradle of my childhood:
White Pyrenees!
Riverbanks and streams, chapel floating up in Heaven,
Goodbye forever more!
Harps from the forest, chaffinches and goldfinches,
Sing, oh do sing;
Weeping, I say to both forests and brooks:
Farewell, Godspeed!
 
Sweet Catalonia,
Motherland of my heart:
When one goes far away from you,
One dies of longing.
 
Goodbye, my brothers... Goodbye, my dear father,
I shall not see you ever again!
Oh, if in the cemetery where my sweet mother is resting,
I could have my bed!
Oh sailors! This wind, which drives my exile,
Makes me suffer so much!
I am ill yet, oh! Take me back to land,
For I want to die there!
 
Sweet Catalonia,
Motherland of my heart:
When one goes far away from you,
One dies of longing.
 
Submitted by MetodiusMetodius on Thu, 14/03/2019 - 23:07
Last edited by MetodiusMetodius on Sat, 16/03/2019 - 13:28
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