La Puerta Del Cielo
Allà dins es canal
En es peu da sa muntanya,
Pareix que es senten picarols
Suau si es mou sa manada.
Dins es canta des riquets,
I es mussol crida sa calma,
I aquella olor que em pareix
De sa palla humilada
Dins es canta des riquets,
I es mussol crida sa calma,
I aquella olor que em pareix
De sa palla humilada
Allà dins es canal
En es peu da sa muntanya,
Pareix que es senten picarols
De sa palla,
De sa palla humilada
Allà dins es canal
En es peu da sa muntanya,
Pareix que es senten picarols
Suau si es mou sa manada.
Allà dins es canal
En es peu da sa muntanya,
Pareix que es senten picarols
Suau si es mou sa manada.
Dins es canta des riquets,
I es mussol crida sa calma,
I aquella olor que em pareix
De sa palla,
De sa palla humilada
The Gate of Heaven
Inside the canal
At the foot of the mountain,
It seems like you can hear snails
Softly if the herd moves.
Inside the song of the streams,
And the owl calls for calm,
And that smell that seems to me
Of the humble straw.
Inside the song of the streams,
And the owl calls for calm,
And that smell that seems to me
Of the humble straw.
Inside the canal
At the foot of the mountain,
It seems like you can hear snails
Of the straw,
Of the humble straw.
Inside the canal
At the foot of the mountain,
It seems like you can hear snails
Softly if the herd moves.
Inside the canal
At the foot of the mountain,
It seems like you can hear snails
Softly if the herd moves.
Inside the song of the streams,
And the owl calls for calm,
And that smell that seems to me
Of the straw,
Of the humble straw.
Escrita por: Margarita Roig