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Torna
04:38
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Torna, Sabina meva
Sirena amb cos d'ocell,
qui alimentarà ara els teus cadells?
El sol es pon, i no has tornat
Trist missatger,que li tallin es cap
Torna, Sabina meva,
qui t'ha allunyat de mi?
Falses promeses t'han emmetzinat
I quan el sol es pon,
i no has tornat,
un trist missatger,
em diu a cau d'orella;
"l'han raptat"
Torna, Sabina meva
Sirena amb cos d'ocell
Diguem; qui alimentarà ara els teus cadells?
Veig com el sol es pon i ara la nit caurà
el meu cor té fred
Diguem tu nina,
d'on vens?
"el meu pare es el temps, a tots mos endurà"
Diguem tu nina d’on vens?,
el meu pare es el temps, a tots vos endurà
Sabina is a girl name, a tree, and the main character of and old christian tale...
Come back, my Sabina,
Siren with bird's body
Who's gonna feed now your cubs?
The sun is setting down,
and you have yet not come back
-a sad messanger, tells me you've been kidnaped,
well, off with his head!-
Come back, my Sabina,
False promises have poisoned you,
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Where did all the promises go?
The ones I’ve promised to myself,
The ones I’ve done,
Do they end up in a disaster box,
becoming dust,
deep inside my own self
Where do all the promises go,
One by one,
Piled upon the floor
And as time goes by, they become ghosts,
part of the past
Where will all the promises go?
As soon as we pronunce them,
They start to go,
I wish I could promise you my love,
Only true feelings will grow inside our own selves
Where all the promises go?
Where all the promises go?
Traducció:
On anaren totes les promeses?
Les que em vaig fer a mi mateix, les que vaig fer als altres.
Van a parar dins una caixa amb desastres?
Convertint-se en pols, dins meu?
On van totes les promeses?
Una a una, amuntegant-se en terra,
i així com passa el temps,
es converteixen en fantasmes, part del passat.
On aniran totes les promeses?
Tan aviat com les pronunciam, se'n comencen a anar.
Desitjaria prometre't, amor meu,
que a partir d'ara només sentiments vertaders creixeran dedins meu.
On van totes les promeses?
On van totes les promeses?
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3. |
Instrumental #2
03:13
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4. |
Flamenco
02:44
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(una cançó sobre finals del món recurrents)
L’estiu se’n anà i ara sempre es hivern,
deixarem enrera les valls on un cop jugarem,
un temps que mai tornarà
L’etern estiu se’n anà i ara sempre es hivern,
viviem a valls i muntanyes quan la mar regnava
I ara això sembla molt lluny, pero no és.
Som els fills que oblidaren com s’esquinçà el cel,
Cendra, neu grisa, cobrí la terra enfonsada
Tot tornarà a passar
L’etern estiu se’n anà i ara sempre és hivern,
Deixarem enrera les valls les valls on un cop jugarem
I sembla molt lluny, però no és.
(A song about recurring ends of the world)
Summer went away,
now its always winter,
we left behind the valleys were we used to play,
a time that will never come back
Summer went away,
now its always winter,
We used to live in valleys and mountains, when the sea reigned,
it seems so far away, but its not
We're the sons who forgot how the sky broke,
Ash and gray snow, covered the drowned earth
Everything will happen again
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5. |
Mirror's Funhouse
05:57
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I start to understand
democracy's mask hide hipocrisy
politicians are just liars
they kill in our name making up the truth
since then
looking over our shoulders
we will realise how deeply blind we've been
blind
it's like mi being in a mirror's funhouse
and I start to turn around until I lose my headand when I look in the irror I cannot tell
if this guy is myself
and that's how we forget
for words like
democracy and liberty,
justice and peace,
and then, when I finally realise I been deeply blind
from across the dark I can see a light
- destroy - destruction -
its like the whole of humanity
all screaming
screaming as one
attention!
it's gonna hit you soon
aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!
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6. |
I ask to the stars
03:37
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I ask to the stars,
While they are up there, at night,
When I will hold you again?
They say “spin around fast,
And you’ll see the day of her comeback come closer”
“Must be jocking” said I
How could I with this tiny hands reach so high?
See; a love like ours has no mistakes,
There was a time a nearly had you,
You just blow me away
A love like ours has no mistakes
I ask to the stars when they come out at night,
Do you ever look down here?
Thay say be chearful, be calm,
You little creature made of stardust
You all see the same light,
The same that enters at night and covers her blanket
Oh a love like ours has no mistakes,
There was a time a nearly had you,
You just blow me away
A love like ours has no mistakes
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