Itziar Ituño Instagram – Abyss between lands in the middle of the tomb called “Mare Nostrum” We cannot live with dignity in our country and the sea doesn’t have any door. Rottem european dream we are not welcome there. Better if we had drowned But we keep going in the boat. Aita Mari goes on Without losing hope Guardian of these waters It goes on, it goes on, it goes on Aita Mari. The waves hit us our boat is sinking Some people fell down overboard , The rest of us lost the North Salty kiss of the reaper Burned skin, frozen blood But a few of us are alive, miraculously Our dark eyes are a lighthouse. And Aita Mari goes on Without losing hope Like a miracle, The Flying basque! It goes on, it goes on, it goes on… Aita Mari ship!