I shall endure the storms

I shall smile to the April rains

I shall dry up to the early morning sun

Winter shall put me to sleep 


I shall resist the century

I shall keep the ancient pathways

I shall not yield to the noise

I shall keep on singing 


Through time

Mother to daughter

Song to song

Season to season to season to season 


The earth shall give me strength

The fresh wind shall be my breath

Streams shall wash me

The moon hall show me the way 


Long line of females

Keeping alive the secret flame

Shall keep on gathering

The herbs that heal 


The cuckoo-flower for coughing and colds

The p'cun dulz for a raucous voice

The erba taca if you get St Anthony's fire

The cutting grass for wounds

Dandelion for stomach-ache

Polmonaria if you cannot breathe well

For the bile, erba fumarèina

Rosemary if you are tired 


You woods in the mountains

You stones smoothened by the river

You eternal waves of the sea

I shall not fail you 


They shall never separate us

They shall not violate our secrets

They shall not loosen the ties

I shall keep on singing