Lyrics and translation La Gossa Sorda - La Guàrdia (Live)

La Guàrdia (Live)

Prohibida la tinença
Prohibides les vesprades de tardor
Il·legal la teua cara
Convertida en una bola de cogoll.
La moral porta pistola
I nosaltres som el seu pitjor malson.
Il•legal la teua ràbia
Tan potent com una bomba de cogoll.

I ara que sents el vent cridar,
Ja no tens por de que t'atrape el temps,
Ja no tens por de les mirades falses
Que t'amenacen nit i dia.

T'has plantat dins de ta casa,
T'has decidit a ventilar la teua por,
I has iniciat el teu projecte
Endavant per l'autarquia del cogoll.

I a rebolcons anàvem pels racons
Entre boires de futur espés,
T'he retrobat damunt de mi mullada
Com cada tarda, nit i dia.

Junts com una bola de cogoll
Que va arrelant als nostres ulls,
Embriagats encara de lluna, sexe i marihuana
Suau, com el contacte dels teus pits
Com una brisa vora el mar
Embriagats encara de lluna, sexe i marihuana.

La guàrdia, la guàrdia, amagueu-ho tot!

The Guardia (Live)

Possession is prohibited
Autumn afternoons are prohibited
Your face is illegal
Turned into a ball of bud.
Morality carries a gun
And we are her worst nightmare.
Your anger is illegal
As potent as a bomb of bud.

And now that you hear the wind calling,
You are no longer afraid that time will catch you,
You are no longer afraid of the false looks
That threaten you day and night.

You've planted yourself inside your house,
You've decided to air out your fear,
And you've started your project
Go for the self-sufficiency of the bud.

And we went rolling around the corners
In mists of thick future,
I found you on top of me, wet
Like every afternoon, day and night.

Together like a ball of bud
That takes root in our eyes,
Still drunk on moon, sex and marijuana
Soft, like the touch of your breasts
Like a breeze by the sea
Still drunk on moon, sex and marijuana.

The guard, the guard, hide it all!