Bales de Palla
Què hi veus en aquets núvols? Que te diuen? Què dibuixen?
És com si una bruixa m'hagués embruixat!
Ametllers que treuen sa flor, pinten tot de blanc i
lila...pero..espavila! que són flor efímera, i es vent
se'ls endurà....
I es paisatge me transporta, i m'exhorta que no el deixi
de mirar....
I des del cel veig sembrats com fitxes de colors,
I taques que són bales de palla.
Tot emmarcat dins blau, la mar, com no!
Illa mediterrània com ninguna..
I me passa que ja no hi trob res millor.
Lluny de casa he après a apreciar-ho.
Quatre illes on la mar no és cap barrera,
això era, i no eren, ses Balears.
Flanquejat per dues hermoses Pitiüses i una Menorca.
corona Mallorca, arxipèlag solejat
I orgullosos treuen es pit els illots que les custodien:
Sa Conillera, Sa Dragonera i també S'Espalmador.
I quina olor de ximenees de poble, d'esperit noble.
D'herència des demà.
I des del cel veig sembrats com fitxes de colors,
I taques que són bales de palla.
Tot emmarcat dins blau, la mar, com no!
Illa mediterrània com ninguna..
I me passa que ja no hi trob res millor.
Lluny de casa he après a apreciar-ho.
Quatre illes on la mar no és cap barrera,
això era, i no eren, Ses Balears.
Straw Bales
What do you see in those clouds? What do they tell you? What do they draw?
It's as if a witch has bewitched me!
Almond trees that bloom, painting everything white and
purple...but...wake up! they are ephemeral flowers, and the wind
will take them away....
And the landscape transports me, and urges me not to
stop looking at it....
And from the sky I see fields like colorful pieces,
And spots that are straw bales.
All framed in blue, the sea, of course!
Mediterranean island like no other..
And I realize that I can't find anything better.
Far from home, I've learned to appreciate it.
Four islands where the sea is no barrier,
that was, and they were not, the Balearic Islands.
Flanked by two beautiful Pityuses and a Menorca.
Mallorca crowns, sunny archipelago
And proudly the islets that guard them raise their heads:
Sa Conillera, Sa Dragonera and also S'Espalmador.
And what a smell of village chimneys, of noble spirit.
Of heritage from tomorrow.
And from the sky I see fields like colorful pieces,
And spots that are straw bales.
All framed in blue, the sea, of course!
Mediterranean island like no other..
And I realize that I can't find anything better.
Far from home, I've learned to appreciate it.
Four islands where the sea is no barrier,
that was, and they were not, the Balearic Islands.