Look at me decrepit old man
Bent by hundred years weight
Beaten many times by whims of fate
From the dawn until the sunset
Worked like dog for daily bread -
Crust and water were all that I had!

And I am hey-hough child of this land
And I will hey-hough live here all my life
And I am hey-hough child of this land
And I will hey-hough live here till I die!

Greedy priests and cruel landlords
Tried to make me knuckle down
Tried to bend me to the cold ground
But I still stand though bent by years
Like I've been standing all my life -
Proud child I am still alive!
They tried to make me knuckle down
They tried to bend me to the ground
They beat and chased me all my life
But I'm still standing still alive!