Lyrics and translation Els Amics De Les Arts - Els Bons Fotògrafs

Els Bons Fotògrafs

Vindreu, parents llunyans
Quan us talli el son un telèfon esverat?
Vindreu, amics d'abans
Si enmig del diari el cor us fot un salt?

Vindreu, petits infants?
Mudats, dins d'un cotxe
Direu: "On estem anant
Vindreu, avui germans?
Si esteu per allà al mig
Per mi no serà tard

Vindràs, antiga amant
Estranya entremig d'estranys?
Sabràs, com sempre
Viure-ho des d'un discret segon pla?
Vindreu, xiprers altius?
Va, feu llargues ombres que viatgin lluny
Vindreu, records bonics?
Va, arrenqueu somriures al moment més cru

Vindrà el bon temps, la calma
El Sol com va declinant?
La llum perfecta que els bons fotògrafs
Passen la vida buscant

The Good Photographers

Will you come, distant parents
When a frantic phone call breaks your sleep?
Will you come, friends from the past
If in the middle of a newspaper your heart skips a beat?

Will you come, little children?
Relocated, inside a car
Will you say: "Where are we going?
Will you come, brothers, today?
If you are over there in the middle
It won't be late for me

Will you come, old lover?
A stranger among strangers?
Will you know, as always,
How to live it from a discreet second place?
Will you come, tall cypresses?
Come on, make long shadows that travel far
Will you come, beautiful memories?
Come on, bring smiles at the cruelest moment

The good times will come, the calm
As the sun declines?
The perfect light that the good photographers
Spend their lives searching for