tribute to the beauty of the Basque people
Every time the waves roll in
Its like a new adventure
That will begin
The waves are never the same
Some are short
While others tall
Some are strong
While others small
We can hear the Ocean's call
A Ship sails out of Viscaya bay
For restless nights and long days
Our Land is Bare
The Ocean is full
Almost condemned
Then we stood
We have searched the seas
And we believe
The mark of our men
That they did leave
So skilled with sail and the mast
You can see our future
In our past
We cried and then
We laughed
But the memory of Nation
Will last
Gora Euskadi
10/13/2009