Gaztibelza, the man with the rifle
Sang like this
Has anyone known Doña Sabine
Anyone here?
Sing, dance, villagers, the night wins
Mount Falu
The wind that comes across the mountain
Will drive me mad

Has anyone known Sabine
My señora?
Her mother was the old Moorish woman
From Antequera
Who every night cried in the Magne tower
Like an owl
The wind that comes across the mountain
Will drive me mad

Truly, the queen would have been ugly next to her
When towards the evening
She passed over the bridge of Toledo
In a black corset
A rosary from the time of Charlemagne
Adorned her neck
The wind that comes across the mountain
Will drive me mad

The king said, seeing her so beautiful
To his nephew
For a kiss, for a smile from her
For a hair
Infant Don Ruy, I would give Spain
And Peru
The wind that comes across the mountain
Will drive me mad

I don't know if I loved this lady
But I know well
That to have a look from her soul
Me, poor dog
I would have gladly spent ten years in prison
Under lock and key
The wind that comes across the mountain
Will drive me mad

When I saw this child, me the shepherd
Of this canton
I thought I saw the beautiful Cleopatra
Who, we are told
Led Caesar, emperor of Germany
By the halter
The wind that comes across the mountain
Will drive me mad

Dance, sing, villagers, the night falls
Sabine one day
Sold everything, her dove-like beauty
All her love
For the gold ring of the Count of Saldagne
For a jewel
The wind that comes across the mountain
Has driven me mad

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