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L'Empordà

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L'Empordà

Nascut entre Blanes i Cadaqués
Molt tocat per la tramuntana
D'una sola cosa pots estar segur
Quan més vell més tocat de l'ala

Sempre deia que a la matinada es mataria
Però cap al migdia anava ben torrat
Somriu I diu que no té pressa
Ningú m'espera allà dalt
I anar a l'infern no m'interessa
És molt més bonic l'empordà

Varen passar ampolles I anys
I en siset encara aguantava
Dormint la mona a la vora del ter
Però ell mai no s'hi tirava

Sempre deia que a la matinada es mataria
Però cap al migdia anava ben torrat
Somriu I diu que no té pressa
Ningú m'espera allà dalt
I anar a l'infern no m'interessa
És molt més bonic l'empordà

Somriu I diu que no té pressa
Ningú m'espera allà dalt
I anar a l'infern no m'interessa
És molt més bonic l'empordà

I quan veig la llum de l'alba
Se'm treuen les ganes de marxar
Potser que avui no es suicidi
Potser ho deixi fins demà

Fins demà

Fins demà

L'Empordà

Born between Blanes and Cadaqués
Very touched by the Tramuntana
Of one thing you can be sure
The older you get, the more touched you are

He always said he would die in the morning
But by noon he was quite drunk
He smiles and says he's not in a hurry
No one is waiting for me up there
And going to hell doesn't interest me
The Empordà is much more beautiful

Bottles and years went by
And at sixty he still held on
Sleeping off the booze by the edge of the field
But he never threw himself into it

He always said he would die in the morning
But by noon he was quite drunk
He smiles and says he's not in a hurry
No one is waiting for me up there
And going to hell doesn't interest me
The Empordà is much more beautiful

He smiles and says he's not in a hurry
No one is waiting for me up there
And going to hell doesn't interest me
The Empordà is much more beautiful

And when I see the light of dawn
I lose the desire to leave
Maybe today he won't commit suicide
Maybe he'll leave it until tomorrow

Until tomorrow

Until tomorrow

Escrita por: Adrià Prat Pérez / Roger Pueyo Centelles