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The Crystal Ball

Manel

La Bola de Cristal

Mira,
Surt el sol a les ciutats on haguéssim pogut viure
I una llum plena de pau va inundant totes les cuines.
Jo faig pinta de tranquil, i tu sembles tan tranquil•la.
I ens crido: "treu-te la disfressa i revela qui ets!
No em crec que sigueu la vida que ens estem perdent".

Mira,
Tot ha anat segons el pla, quin exemple d'harmonia,
Això és creure en el que un vol i invertir amb saviesa els dies,
Si prens nota, crec que ens surt un bon llibre d'aforismes.
I ens crido: "observant-vos les mans, us he vist el truc!
No sou realment la vida que ens hem perdut".

Mira,
Panderetes, serpentines, apa nena, quines mitges,
Hi som tots, sí, però fixa't bé, com et miro, com em mires.
Va, assumim-ho, els dies bons gairebé som invencibles!
I ens crido: "això és lamentable teatre amateur!
I no la vida que se'ns escapa a cada moment".

Mira
Com els nervis no han pogut, les paraules que buscàvem.
Les diem i no fan por, les diem amb la veu alta:
"amor meu, sempre hi seré, amor meu, com ho dubtaves?"
I ens crido: "ja sé de què aneu i he perdut l'interès!
Que la vida que ens hem perdut simplement no existeix".

The Crystal Ball

Look,
The sun rises in the cities where we could have lived
And a light full of peace floods all the kitchens.
I act calm, and you seem so calm.
And I shout: "take off the disguise and reveal who you are!
I don't believe that you are the life we are missing".

Look,
Everything has gone according to plan, what an example of harmony,
This is believing in what one wants and investing wisely the days,
If you take note, I think we have a good book of aphorisms.
And I shout: "observing your hands, I've seen your trick!
You're not really the life we have lost".

Look,
Party hats, streamers, come on baby, what socks,
We are all here, yes, but look closely, how I look at you, how you look at me.
Come on, let's face it, on good days we are almost invincible!
And I shout: "this is a pathetic amateur theater!
And not the life that slips away from us every moment".

Look
How the nerves couldn't, the words we were looking for.
We say them and they're not scary, we say them out loud:
"my love, I will always be here, my love, how could you doubt it?"
And I shout: "I know what you're up to and I've lost interest!
That the life we have lost simply doesn't exist".

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