Lyrics and translation Doctor Prats - Botifarra De Pagès

Botifarra De Pagès

Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès.
Aquesta nit s'han reunit, s'han tancat per decidir
Un passatemps tan divertit d'uns que tiben i mouen els fils.
No fugiu, no crideu, no caldrà que us hi esforceu.
Lentament, van baixant, tot a punt i llest per començar.
Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès, al qui no es quedi quiet li fotrem un tret.
Un, deux, trois, je ne comprends pas, tira el dau i torna a començar.
Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès, qui no es quedi quiet es quedarà distret.
Un, deux, trois, je ne comprends pas, tira el dau i torna a començar.
Fent camí, vigilant, ara és l'hora d'anar avançant.
Hem caigut al parany, obre els ulls i ja t'han enxampat.
No et capfiquis, no hi ha sort, ni un bri d'aire, tot és poc. Ho tenen
Tot al sac, i ben lligat. Un pas enrere i torna a començar.
Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès, al qui no es quedi quiet li cardarem un tret.
Un, deux, trois, je ne comprends pas, tira el dau i torna a començar.
Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès, qui no es quedi quiet es quedarà distret.
Un, deux, trois, je ne comprends pas, tira el dau i torna a començar.
Diuen els que els han vist que els ha matat el temps d'indiferència,
Diuen que és massa tard per començar.
Diuen que fa tan temps que van callar la nostra resistència,
Diuen que va esclatar en un sol clamp.
Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès, qui no es quedi quiet es quedarà distret.
Un, deux, trois, je ne comprends pas, tira el dau i torna a començar.
Un, dos, tres, botifarra de pagès, al qui no es quedi quiet li cardarem un tret.
Un, deux, trois, je ne comprends pas, tira el dau i torna a començar.

Farmer's Sausage

One, two, three, farmer's sausage.
Tonight they met, they locked themselves in to decide
A pastime so funny of some who pull and move the threads.
Don't run, don't shout, no need to strain yourselves.
Slowly, they're coming down, all set and ready to start.
One, two, three, farmer's sausage, whoever doesn't stay still will get a shot.
One, two, three, I don't understand, roll the dice and start again.
One, two, three, farmer's sausage, whoever doesn't stay still will be distracted.
One, two, three, I don't understand, roll the dice and start again.
Making our way, watching, now is the time to move forward.
We've fallen into the trap, open your eyes and they've already caught you.
Don't get hung up, there's no luck, not a breath of air, it's all useless. They have
Everything in the bag and well tied up. One step back and start over.
One, two, three, farmer's sausage, whoever doesn't stay still will get a shot.
One, two, three, I don't understand, roll the dice and start again.
One, two, three, farmer's sausage, whoever doesn't stay still will be distracted.
One, two, three, I don't understand, roll the dice and start again.
Those who have seen them say that the time of indifference has killed them,
They say it's too late to start again.
They say that it's been so long since they shut down our resistance,
They say it went off in one single clamp.
One, two, three, farmer's sausage, whoever doesn't stay still will be distracted.
One, two, three, I don't understand, roll the dice and start again.
One, two, three, farmer's sausage, whoever doesn't stay still will get a shot.
One, two, three, I don't understand, roll the dice and start again.