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I Want

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I want the dogs I comb to speakVull que les canes que pentine parlen
How many stories this head holdsQuantes històries guarda este cabet
It keeps secrets, the boy shoutsGuarda secrets, crida el xiquet
When I feel that, finally, I can find myselfQuan sent que, per fi, puc trobar-me
That he sees me close to me, I want to find youQue el veu prop de mi, vull trobar-te
I want to give you what you wantVull donar-te el que vols
Anxiety, frustrations, banish themAnsietat, frustracions, desterrar-les
I want you to enter me, without fearVull que m'entres endins, sense por
Without fear, without listening to reasonsSense por, sense atendre a raons
Until the notes take on colorsFins que agafen les notes colors
Without order, rebelliousSense ordre, insurrectes
The perfect synthesis, songsLa sintesi perfecta, cançons
Songs and songs, with real lyricsCançons I cançons, amb lletres reals
Honest, sincere, egotistical, rareHonestes, sinceres, egòlatres, rares
Giving free rein to the animal instinctDonant via lliure al instint animal
Watching our faces shineMirant com ens brillen les cares

And let the rage of an ancestral scream bubbleI que brolle la ràbia d'un crit ancestral
And let's make fear a tribal danceI que fem de la por una dansa tribal
And let them lose and pay with blood this hungerI que perguen I paguen amb sang esta fam
That not everything in life is work, that to die is not to live fightingQue no tot en la vida és faena, que morir és no viure lluitant

I want to stop alienating myself with shit, fill myself with rage and desireVull deixar de alienar-me amb la merda, omplir-me de ràbia I desig
I want to feel where I am from, from a land that matters to me more than a countryVull sentir-me d'on soc D'una terra, que m'importa prou més que un pais
I want to win them now, forever, and let mom not cry, she doesn't deserve itVull guanyar-los ja, ara I per sempre I que mama no plore, no s'ho mereix
The concept is very simple: If someone has to cry, let them cry!!El concepte és molt fàcil: Si ha de plorar algú que ploren ells!!
Printing character and rhythm, the ass weighs more than moralsImprimir caràcter I ritme, pessa més el cul que la moral
The pride that stings, that suffocates, many shames to hideEl orgull que pica, que ofega, moltes vergonyes per amagar
I want something to arrive, whatever it is, but I know that if I don't move, it's badVull que arribe algo, el que siga, però sé que si no em moc mal
I feel like this may never arrive, and something nags me to give upSenc que igual això mai arriba, I hi ha algo m'espitja a abandonar
I want to enjoy everything, without measure, without resistances or brakesVull gaudir de tot, sense mida, sense resistències ni frens
I know that struggle is life, as long as you have a hot mealSe que eixa baralla és la vida, sempre que tingues un plat calent
I want the truth, the certainty, the meaning, that people believe they can!!!Vull la veritat, la certessa, el sentit, que la gent es crega que pot!!!
Lose fear, kill guilt, friend, we don't ask for anything, we want it all!!!Perdre la por, matar la culpa, amic, no demanem res, ho volem tot!!!

Yes, I want it to sound sincere, cut the strings of the puppeteer now!!Sí, quiero que suene sincero, cortarle los hilos al titiritero ya!!
I want the poem without masters, to grow in the hands of some potterQuiero al poema sin amos, que crezca en las manos de algún alfarero
Yes, let the fruits fall from the basket, let the traitor who shoots at us dieSí, caigan las frutas del cesto, muera el traidor que dispara a los nuestros
Let the clamor sound in the street, let the tyrant feel anguish and painSuene en la calle el clamor, sienta el tirano angustia y dolor

Who will be the brave one to tell our children?Qui serà el valent que li ho conte als nostres fills?
How many will be able to look in the mirror one day?Quants podran mirar-se algun dia al espill?
Who can assume that it is not so simple, butQui pot assumir-ho que no és tan senzill, però
We must go on, we must go onHem de seguir, hem de seguir