(Lertxundi, Itzaltzuko Bardoari, 1981)

Nere herriko neskatxa maite ahozko lorez zaitut gaur laztantzen itsaso garden, lur gozoko landare, kresalaren usain, zeru kolore nere bihotzaren taupaden hotsez zure grazia dut kantatzen. Bihotz minberen egunsentia herri sufrituaren lamia ipuin zaharren piper eta eztia erreka garbien kantu bitxia udazken lizunez zaude jantzia izar zerutarren irria. Lanbro artetik itsas geldira leunki zoazen txori airosa amodiozko sentipenaren hatsa zure ezpainetan loratuz doa goizeko ihintzetan belardi zera eguzkitan zilar dizdira.

Dear girl of my country, I caress you today with the flower of my words clear ocean, plant of fertile land, smell of sea water, color of the sky, with the sound of my heartbeat I sing your charm and gracefulness. Dawn of sensitive hearts, lamia of a suffering people pepper and honey of the old tales, you're dressed of sensual autumn, you're the smile of the stars in the sky. Through the mist joyful bird who goes smoothly to the still sea, the breath of the emotion of love is flowering in your lips you are a meadow in the morning dew, silver shining in the sun.

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