Darrera Una Revista
I quan va sortir es sol, després de 4 dies,
Pensaves i fumaves darrera una revista.
Són massa domicilis, de moure tots es mobles,
Receptes italianes, és massa temps amb obres.
I quan va sortir es sol, després de 4 dies,
I vares dir "has vist?", supos que amb un somriure.
M'agrada aquesta escala, amb sa bombeta nua,
M'agrada aquesta casa, me n'he de comprar una.
I quan va sortir es sol, després de 4 dies,
Pensaves i fumaves i vares dir "què mires?"
I es dies no s'aguanten, sa vida s'erosiona,
M'anul·la i m'hipnotitza aquesta grapadora,
Me roden per sa cara suicides i neurones,
Ja no sé què me queda i no sé si me funciona.
Davall es fum immòbil des meu altre cigarro
Faràs una cervesa i jo un martini bianco
I com dos asteroides que han desviat sa ruta
Direm que ha estat fantàstic, direm que ha estat sa lluna.
I quan va sortir es sol, després de 4 dies,
Pensaves i fumaves darrera una revista.
Són massa domicilis, de moure tots es mobles,
Receptes italianes, és massa temps amb obres.
I quan va sortir es sol, després de 4 dies,
I vares dir "has vist?", supos que amb un somriure.
Behind a Magazine
And when the sun came out, after 4 days,
You were thinking and smoking behind a magazine.
There are too many addresses, moving all the furniture,
Italian recipes, it's too much time with works.
And when the sun came out, after 4 days,
And you said 'have you seen?', I guess with a smile.
I like this staircase, with the naked light bulb,
I like this house, I have to buy one.
And when the sun came out, after 4 days,
You were thinking and smoking and you said 'what are you looking at?'
And the days are unbearable, life erodes,
It cancels me and hypnotizes me this stapler,
Suicides and neurons roll around my face,
I don't know what's left and I don't know if it works.
Under the motionless smoke of my other cigarette,
You'll have a beer and I'll have a white martini,
And like two asteroids that have diverted their route,
We'll say it was fantastic, we'll say it was the moon.
And when the sun came out, after 4 days,
You were thinking and smoking behind a magazine.
There are too many addresses, moving all the furniture,
Italian recipes, it's too much time with works.
And when the sun came out, after 4 days,
And you said 'have you seen?', I guess with a smile.
Escrita por: Joan Miquel Oliver