La pagesa catalana [English translation]

Hey, Catalan farmer, if I met you in the morning

even if only in the street...

What are you hiding under your skirts, hey Catalan farmer

Show me the cherry tree

Hey Antonio, you fall in love

when you nail the hoe to the wall!

Tell me, what is the secret

of taking care of peppers?

Look, my dear, your raceme lights me up by night and by day

and every step that I take...

If you let me in a little, we'll discover our rhythm

More primal sounds

Hey mate, stop with the romance

that's passing me flowers!

Let's make from the earth a place more beautiful

by sowing our seeds.

Peppers here, potatoes over there,

and it'll make them shout "whoa",

Through all of the town

a thousand and one cries of joy are heard.