Ceiño da miña Aldea
        Language: Galician 
        
        
        
        
        Ceiño da miña aldea 
non te enloites de pesar, 
guinda as mortaxas do inverno 
e viste as galas do vran.
 
E certo que vou pra lonxe, 
pero a tua craridá 
guardadiña nos meus ollos 
conmigo vai! 
Non chores, nena, non chores, 
que non tes por qué chorar: 
O va cariño e unha pomba 
que sempre volve ó pombal. 
E certo que vou pra lonxe, 
pero do peito no altar 
lua imaxen adourada 
conmigo vai! 
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- ENG English (Salvador Pila)  , "Sky of my village", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission 
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Sky of my village
        Language: English  after the Galician 
        
        
        
        
        Sky of my village
do not mourn in sadness,
cast away the shrouds of winter
and wear your summer attire.
Sure, I am going far away,
but your brightness,
preserved in my eyes,
is coming with me!
Do not weep, girl, do not weep,
you have nothing to weep about.
Love is like a dove
that always returns to the dovecote.
Sure, I am going far away,
but, in the altar of my breast,
your dear image
is coming with me!
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 This text was added to the website: 2020-10-28 
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Word count: 81