Es Far de Ses Salines

The Lighthouse of Ses Salines

Es Far de Ses Salines

He still has the key to the lighthouse where he worked,Encara té sa clau des far on treballava,
He still has the key since he retired,Encara té sa clau d'ençà que el jubilaren,
He takes his son's bike, a mountain bike,Agafa sa bicicleta d'un fill seu, una mountain bike,
And rides around to avoid passing in front of old age,I fa un poc de voltera per no passar davant sa tercera edat,
And he takes the road to the lighthouse of Ses Salines,I enfila sa carretera des far de ses salines,
He takes the road and carries the lantern behind, behind,I enfila sa carretera i duu es canet darrere, darrere,
There's a smuggling hideout, a smuggler.Hi ha trull de contrabando, un truller.

The night has already closed and he climbs to the top,Ja s'ha tancat sa nit i puja a dalt de tot,
He puts on his anorak and opens a window.Se corda s'anorac i obre un finestró.
Due to the lack of moonlight, Venus reflects on the sea,Per falta de lluna, venus se reflexa a la mar,
His eyes are full of stars from so much pondering,Es ulls té ple d'estrelles de tant de cavil·lar,
And he thinks he's just on top of one of many,I pensa que només és a damunt una de tantes,
His eyes are full of stars from looking at them so much.Es ulls té ple d'estrelles de tant de mirar-les.
"oh, look, look, are there... how many"."oh, mirau, mirau, si n'hi ha... quantes".