Bon di_a, nostr_e par_e 'Good morning, our father'

Bon di_a, nostr_e par_e,
bon di_a, nostr_e rei!
P_agueu-nos l_a soldad_a
p_erquè és d_e dret_a llei.

Bon di_a, fills, bon di_a,
digueu-m_e d'on v_eniu?

V_enim d_e B_arc_elon_a,
bon par(e), _aquí _ens t_eniu.

Quin és _el vostr_e ofici
m'h_aurí_eu d'_explicar.

_El nostr_e ofici, par_e,
mireu-lo com s_e fa.
Liret_a, lirondain_a,
liret_a, lirondí.

_Aquell qui té un ofici
d_e fam no _es pot morir.

'Good morning, our father,
Goof morning, our king!
Pay us our salary
Because it’s our right.

Good morning, sons, good morning,
Tell me, where do you come from?

We come from Barcelona,
Good father here you have us.

Which is your profession
You have to tell me.

Our profession, father.
Lyra, lirondaina,
Lyra, lirondi.

The one that has a profession
won’t starve to death.'