Miguel Poveda — A Mos Bescantadors song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "A Mos Bescantadors" by Miguel Poveda.
Lyrics
Amadíssims enemics,
si algun me’n vol ser encara,
guardians del meu honor,
mirall de les meves taques,
herbejadors de mon camp,
traieu-me'n les herbes males,
traieu-ne espines i tot;
jo us daré foc per cremar-les.
Si flors hi arribo a collir
les guardaré per vosaltres.
Lo bé que m’heu fet és gran;
de genolls a postres plantes
jo us ne dono grans mercès;
Déu vos ne done la paga.
Lyrics translation
Amadíssims enemies,
if any me wants to be still,
guardians of my honor,
mirror of my spots,
herbejadors of my field,
remove me the herbs bad,
remove thorns and all;
I daré fire to burn them.
If flowers can I get there to pick up
the keep for you.
It's good that I've done is great;
kneeling on the dessert plants
I you to them I give great thanks;
God you its done to pay for it.