Reina de las trincheras [La Hija, Banda Sonora Original] [English translation]

Saints that burn and the noise of sabers,

Your pond is no longer reflects back.

All at the nest, the mothers are chirping,

Night comes and comes with a hunger

Queen of the trenches,

Nobody knows

About your bitter destiny,

About our long winter,

When I can no longer hug you?

Salt in the fields and blood in the mud,

Beasts with scared man's eyes.

It can't hurt you,

It won't hurt you,

As long as you keep

The fire by your side

Queen of the trenches,

Known by nobody?

Does the icy wind know how to cradle you?

There will only be a long winter,

If I can't hold you anymore,

If I can no longer hug you.

Does the icy wind know how to cradle you?

There will only be a long winter

If I can't hold you anymore,

If I can no longer hug you.