Cançó d'amor a la llibertat [English translation]

I don't even know how, freedom,

We have dressed your image throughout time;

In spite of the fact that we haven't known you,

We have offered you our love songs

So that you wouldn't be quite as absent.

Freedom... Freedom...

This lady in chains

Who keeps waiting for us!

And your name, oh freedom,

Is being cheapened little by little, my love;

Knowing that we're in love,

Shadows from your body arrive

To sate our ancient thirst,

But you're not like that.

Freedom...

This lady in chains

Who keeps waiting for us!

And maybe, oh freedom,

You are a mere dream turned into a symbol; it doesn't matter!

We shall always shout your name out

As if living were nothing more

Than being pilgrims that travel to your fountain.

Freedom... Freedom...

This lady in chains

Who keeps waiting for us!

[Instrumental]

Freedom... Freedom...

This lady in chains

Who keeps waiting for us!