Brigante se mòre [English translation]

We have putted aside the guitars and the tambourines

because this music must change

we are Brigands and we strike terror

and to the notes of the flintlocks we want to sing

and to the notes of the flintlocks we want to sing

And now we are singing this new song

everybody has to learn it

we fight for the king of the Bourbons

this land is ours and no one must touch it

this land is ours and no one must touch it

All the villages of the Basilikata

felt a jolt and started to fight

and also Calabria is reawakening

and this enemy we will make trembling

and this enemy we will make trembling

He who has seen the wolf and has been afraid

doesn’t know the real truth yet

the true wolf that devours the children

is the Piemontese that we have to ward off

is the Piemontese that we have to ward off

Beautiful maidens, who have given us your hearts

if you want to save this Brigands

don’t search for us, forget our name

our enemies have no mercy

our enemies have no mercy

born as a man, one dies as a Brigand

but we have to shoot until the end

and if we will die, bring us a flower

and a prayer for freedom

and a prayer for freedom