アルバム:
Àrea petita (2013)
オリジナル歌詞
カタロニア語
翻訳
英語
Bombolles
Bubbles
From the depths of the sea
Buried in blue
I breathe with your air.
And when I want to speak
I create, in bursts,
Bubbles of sleet!
And in spite of the wind and the cold
And this harsh weather,
I want to give leaflets to those who can't understand.
And in spite of the choir of voices
That cover me with vituperation,
I will pretend that it's raining, as I engage in new things;
Drink wine, eating out of hours
And adorning my thoughts with a thousand songs.
From the pure white sky
I shake off the ice
That has been growing underneath my feet.
And, from a private room,
I write postcards to you
Licking you as I lick the stamps.
And, ins spite of this Winter
That wants to freeze even our skin,
I propose that, high as a kite, we tell each other our fears, laughing.
And even if the government
Criticizes us
I really want to explain to you with every word that I say,
That I'm reserving a place for you in my corner
And I will face all the villains. and defeat them.

Give a shoutout to Metodius





