Our kind and beautiful Siena
we are the pride, we are the honor.
To the beloved goose, vivid star,
with passion we donate our hearts.
Of Fontebranda proud and warrior,
we are the heralds without fear,
we are the Contrada the most combative,
strong with strength and firm in heart.
Big gosling, big gosling
we are the daring hosts,
flags are always high,
our love always high.
We are conce, we are slaughterhouses,
but we have such a big heart
but even in Piazza we are the most beautiful,
all the cities say yes.
When for the Palio in the great Piazza,
the big gosling dazzles,
in seeing us the crowd goes mad,
with bright eyes of admiration.
Big gosling, big gosling
we are the daring hosts,
flags are always high,
our love always high.
You get fucked up on the whistles,
make us a mustache, poor chiù,
most are freaked out
and the Goose rejoices more and more.
Long live the Saint long the Sources,
Long live the union!
At big gosling we are always ready
to give a heart full of passion.
Big gosling, big gosling
we are the daring hosts,
flags are always high,
our love always high.