There's a land Where we are from Where I grew up And I'm never alone Cold winter sun Brightening our land Fresh summer nights With stars shining high Fields of Celtiberia My home, a place to shelter The fields of Celtiberia Where my heart grows Fields of Celtiberia Your might will live forever The fields of Celtiberia Take me back home Rivers and hills Shaping the fields Where our folk live Strong through the years Wolves running free, Howl-carrying breeze, And among trees Hidden is the lynx