El Ejército del Ebro

Originale

The Young 'Uns

EL EJÉRCITO DEL EBRO El Ejército del Ebro rumba la rum ba ba una noche el río pasó ay Carmela, ay Carmela. Y a las tropas invasoras rumba la rum ba ba buena paliza les dió ay Carmela, ay Carmela. El furor de los traidores rumba la rum ba ba lo descarga su aviación ay Carmela, ay Carmela. Pero nada pueden bombas rumba la rum ba ba donde sobra corazón ay Carmela, ay Carmela. Contrataques muy rabiosos rumba la rum ba ba deberemos resistir ay Carmela, ay Carmela. Pero igual que combatimos rumba la rum ba ba prometemos resistir ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

AY CARMELA We are the lost sons of Albion The men of the British Battalion There is no gold path to glory Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  That is someone else’s story Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  Through the hills to Spain we furrow To find a country cloaked in sorrow Bodies in the wells were lying Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  Blood upon the church walls drying Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  Izquierada and derecho  Izquierada and derecho  Imedia vuleta Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  Izquierada and derecho Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  The first of us fell at Jarama The earth was warm our blood was warmer Thomas Carter came a- storming Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  Ne’er to see another morning Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  At Mosquito Ridge the earth was burning Our tongues on fire our stomachs churning ‘Aviones!’ the Capitan calling Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  The bombs of Brunete falling Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  At Teruel the earth was frozen We dug until our graves would open Our clothes were old our guns were older Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  Our bodies cold our blood was colder Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  We are the lost sons of Albion The men of the British Battalion There is no gold path to glory Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!  That is someone else’s story Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!