Lyrics and translation ZOO feat. Fermin Muguruza & Xabi Arakama - Karrer de l'amargura (Basque Remix)

Karrer de l'amargura (Basque Remix)

Deixa València a Juliol puta vida
Últim exàmen, primer raig de sol
Porta les mans arrapaes de fer extres
Tot el dolor de la vinya al renyons
Creua la pista de Silla a migdia
Sona l'herència, li cau la suor
Mira l'arròs, la ribera que brilla
Tira per dins: Alacant interior

Ix d'Alacant cara amunt per Mariola
Va i torna al poble a diari, no pot
Amb el lloguer i amb el curro ella sola
Cuina el sopar de sa mare, no vol
Que ningú sàpia què cobra per hora
Condescendències les justes, amor
Tot el que té pel seu fill que diu hola
Des del seu ventre, batega el seu cor

Baina denbora astiro doa
Eromena, heriotza eta festa gara
Herromeria dator
Sendaezina den min hura
Herri bazkaria dago
Zure kalean
Carrer de l'amargura

Mira el paissatge sentat a la plaça
Pengen les llums i les flors dels balcons
No pot anar al casal ni de caça
I les olives li donen pa poc
Enguany la orquesta està enfront de sa casa
Música i festa, la dansa, el bastó
A estes altures, i faça el que faça
Ja va per dins tota la processó

Baina denbora astiro doa
Eromena, heriotza eta festa gara
Herromeria dator
Sendaezina den min hura
Herri bazkaria dago
Zure kalean
Carrer de l'amargura

Non hago
Zein larretan urepeleko artzaia
Mendi egaletan gora
Horoitzapen den gerora
Hiesetan joan intzana
Non hago
Zein larretan urepeleko artzaia
Mendi egaletan gora
Horoitzapen den gerora
Hiesetan joan intzana

Però el rellotge s'atura allà dalt
I una altra criatura comença una aventura
I el iaio sap que s'acosta el final
I es mesclen la locura, la mort i el carnaval

Herromeria dator
Sendaezina den min hura
Herri bazkaria dago
Zure kalean. Carrer de l'amargura
Herromeria dator
Sendaezina den min hura
Herri bazkaria dago
Zure kalean

Herromeria dator
Sendaezina den min hura
Herri bazkaria dago
Zure kalean. Carrer de l'amargura
Herromeria dator
Sendaezina den min hura
Herri bazkaria dago
Zure kalean

Karrer de l'amargura (Basque Remix)

You leave Valencia in July, you fucking life
The last exam, the first ray of sunshine
You're holding your hands from doing extra work
All the pain from harvesting the vineyard in your kidneys
You cross the Silla track at noon
The inheritance rings, sweat drips
You look at the rice, the river that shines
You go through: inner Alicante

You leave Alicante facing Mariola
You go back and forth to the town daily, you can't
With the rent and with the job you're all alone
You cook your mother's dinner, you don't want to
That no one knows how much you charge per hour
Just condescension, my love
Everything you have for your son who says hello
From your womb, his heart beats

But time goes by slowly
Love, death and party are here
The pilgrimage is coming
That unspeakable pain
The town lunch is here
In your street
Street of bitterness

You look at the landscape sitting in the square
The lights and flowers hang from the balconies
You can't go to the clubhouse or hunting
And the olives give you little bread
This year the band is in front of your house
Music and party, the dance, the stick
At this point, and do whatever you do
The whole procession goes by inside

But time goes by slowly
Love, death and party are here
The pilgrimage is coming
That unspeakable pain
The town lunch is here
In your street
Street of bitterness

Where I go
In what fields the shepherd of the water skin
Up in the flat mountains
A memory of what was
Intzana gone in the mists
Where I go
In what fields the shepherd of the water skin
Up in the flat mountains
A memory of what was
Intzana gone in the mists

But the clock stops up there
And another creature starts an adventure
And the grandfather knows that the end is near
And madness, death and carnival mix

The pilgrimage is coming
That unspeakable pain
The town lunch is here
In your street. Street of bitterness
The pilgrimage is coming
That unspeakable pain
The town lunch is here
In your street

The pilgrimage is coming
That unspeakable pain
The town lunch is here
In your street. Street of bitterness
The pilgrimage is coming
That unspeakable pain
The town lunch is here
In your street