Let's look back at our mountains,Forever, my soul remains...
They don't know where we're going.
Let's look back and leave them our song
To wonder like an echo
From one mountain to another.
If a child leaves its mother,
The mother is to blame.
But is she really to blame?
Is she really to blame?
"Why are you leaving children?
What have I done to you, children?"
Our land is crying;
Our land is asking.
Forgive us unfortunate ones,
Forgive us!
We have no power to stay.
We can leave you
One thing only: our souls.
We are leaving forever.
Forever, our souls remain.

The Mountaineers leave the aul (village). 1872.