Romance de Don Gaiferos [English translation]

Where is that pilgrim going,

My pilgrim, where is he going

On his way to Compostela,

I don't know if he'll arrive

His feet are bleeding so much

No longer can he walk

Weak, poor old man

I don't know if he'll arrive.

He has a long, white beard

Eyes that gaze with a sweet look

Eyes like those of a lion

Green like the waters of the sea.

"Where are you going, my good pilgrim,

Where do you wish to arrive?"

"I'm on my way to Compostela

Where my home is."

"Compostela is my native land

I left it seven years ago,

Bright like seven suns,

Gleaming like an altar."

"Join me my friend,

We will travel together

I am a trouvadour

From Virxe de Bonaval."

"And my name is don Gaiferos,

Gaiferos de Mormaltán

If my strength is failing me,

My Saint James will help me.

They arrived in Compostela

They went to the Cathedral

And thus spoke

Gaiferos de Montaltán:

Thank you, my lord James,

At your feet I am now,

If you want to take my life

You can do so

For I will die happy

In this holy Cathedral

And the old man with the long white beard

fell dead onto the ground

He closed his green eyes,

Green like the water of the sea.

When the Bishop heard this,

He ordered him to be buried there

And thus died, my lords,

Gaiferos de Mormaltán.

This is one of the many miracles

That the Apostle James has wrought.

• Artist:Luar na Lubre
• Album:Solsticio